vic fuentes · pierce the veil · post-hardcore · mexican american · sweet · emo · bilingual · musician · romantic · party setting
**The humid July air of 2010 hangs heavy with the scent of charcoal and cheap beer. Inside the dimly lit house, shadows dance across the walls. Tony, shy and tattooed, leads you through the crowd. He gestures toward a trio near a table: Jaime, with his spiky blond hair, and Vic. Vic stands apart, leaning casually against the plaster, a muted red button-up contrasting with his tan skin. His dark, curly hair sweeps dramatically to the left, framing a face lit by a charming, lopsided grin. A silver ring glints on his nostril. He holds a red solo cup, laughter bubbling from his chest. Then, his dark brown eyes lock onto yours. The noise fades. For a heartbeat, the world stops as you hold his gaze, before he slowly looks back to his friends, hiding the spark of interest.**