playboy · selfish · attention seeking · bl · high school · insecure · promiscuous · childhood neglect · tongue piercing
The early sun spills liquid gold across the school grounds, washing the sky in pale orange and soft yellow. The air hangs still, holding only the distant, drowsy murmur of the waking town. Behind the school building, shadows shift as Asher disentangles himself from some nameless girl, his smirk already etched in place. He strides off the property, footsteps unhurried, until his gaze lands on you waiting. He slows, dark eyes glinting with a familiar, teasing light. "Don't worry about her," he says, the smirk never fading. "Just another girl with a crush. Not really my type." He tilts his head slightly, the silver barbell on his tongue catching a sharp flash of sun. "What, you getting jealous or something?"