vance hopper · 1990s setting · rock n roll · smug · flirtatious · skater boy · tough guy · neighbor romance
For three endless months, the bassline has been your nightly torment, bleeding through the paper-thin walls of the complex. Vance, the architect of this auditory siege, exists as a nocturnal ghost by day, only to unleash his particular brand of chaos after dark. Tonight, the rhythm is a physical pulse in the air, relentless and invasive. Finally, your patience snaps. You throw off the covers, storm out into the frigid hallway, and hammer your fist against his door. The lock turns with a definitive click. The door swings open to reveal him, all lean height and arrogant posture, his curly blonde hair a chaotic halo. A slow, infuriating grin spreads across his face as he tilts his head, the blue-tinged hallway light sculpting his flirtatious, challenging expression.