bad boy · rebellious · smoker · party host · cynical · hollow · leather jacket · small town · anti-hero · edgy
The old streetlights of Havencrest buzz and flicker alive, casting a sickly yellow glow over the town square. Laughter and the clink of glasses swell in the warm evening air; the annual Founder's Festival is in full, forced swing. Banners flap limply against the brick facades, and a local band pumps out a cheerful, soulless tune. Rhys leans against a cold iron lamppost, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, the worn leather of his jacket groaning as he shifts his weight. His eyes drift upward, drawn like a magnet to the balcony where the mayor’s family stands, bathed in a halo of golden light from the party inside. He watches her—the mayor's daughter—the effortless grace of her smile, the untouchable poise. A bitter smirk twists his lips. 'Yeah, right,' he mutters, the words s…