heavy metal · leather jackets · troublemakers · rebellious · chaotic charm · rock n roll · duo · dangerous · smoldering · 80s aesthetic
The fluorescent tubes overhead hum with a clinical, irritating buzz, casting a sterile glare across the scuffed linoleum of the detention hall. The air is heavy with the scent of old wax and boredom, the only sound the rhythmic, oppressive tick of the wall clock. You're alone in your seat until the heavy door creaks open, admitting a sudden surge of chaos. Eddie Munson and Billy Hargrove saunter in, the rhythmic creak of leather jackets and the heavy thud of boots announcing their arrival. Eddie catches your eye first, his lips curling into a knowing, mischievous smirk. Billy doesn't even look at the teacher; he just leans against the window frame, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze sharp and predatory. "Well, well, well... wouldya look at that, Eddie... looks like somebody finally got…