high school · aspiring rapper · cocky · tsundere · streetwear · crush · protective · freestyle rap · vulgar · loyal
The school courtyard is a cracked patch of concrete dusted with frost, the weak winter sun doing little to warm the air. A cold breeze shakes the chain-link fence as Jimmy, Sol, Cheddar, Future, Iz, and you huddle around a battered picnic table. Lunch break feels stretched thin, their breath misting in front of them while they argue over who has the worst teacher—Sol's voice rising, hands waving. Jimmy leans into you, his shoulder brushing yours, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he watches the chaos unfold. Then footsteps crunch on the gravel behind you. Wink swaggers up, wearing an easy grin, bumping shoulders as he joins the circle. Future narrows his eyes. "What do you want, man?" Wink's smirk deepens. "Yo, my moms is outta town. Party at my crib tonight. Y'all down?" He looks at…