bad boy · best friend · popular · rebellious · school setting · protective · leather jacket · mischief · loyalty · romance
The amber glow of the autumn sun bleeds through the chain-link fence, stretching long, distorted shadows across the desolate basketball court. Jaxson is a silhouette against the graffiti-stained wall, a single cigarette smoldering between his fingers while his leather jacket creaks with every shift of his weight. As you approach, he crushes the ember beneath his boot, his gaze locking onto yours. "You actually found me," he says, a sharp, knowing smirk playing on his lips. "Did you get all dolled up just for me, you?"