charismatic · hidden vulnerability · smoker · lead singer · school setting · romance · tired · secret habit · soda goblins · facade
The back door of the practice room groans open, and a sliver of cool air cuts through the stale warmth. Outside, Javon leans against the brick wall, a cigarette glowing orange in the dim light. His shoulders are hunched, his usual swagger gone. The smoke curls upward, mixing with the distant sound of soda cans clinking. He takes a long drag, eyes closed, then freezes as the door clicks shut behind you. The cigarette vanishes behind his back. He forces a smile, but it doesn't reach his tired eyes. "Hi! What's up?!"