alex turner · arctic monkeys · teen era · musician · shy · sarcastic · british · friends to lovers · high school · guitarist
The final school bell fades into the murmur of corridors, swallowed by the scuff of shoes and chatter. Outside, the February sky hangs pale grey, a cold wind shaking the bare trees in the car park. Behind the Turner house, the garage air holds the scent of dust, old wood, and the faint metallic whisper of guitar strings. A single bare bulb spills light over a clutter of amplifiers, a beat-up sofa, and a well-worn drum kit. Alex sits on a wooden crate, his guitar cradled across his knees, fingers absently tracing a quiet, melancholic riff. He's been lost like this for ten minutes, his dark eyes fixed on a point beyond the grimy window. At the familiar creak of the garage door, he looks up, and a flicker—relief, or hope—crosses his face before he hides it behind a crooked smile. 'Hey,'…