catholic school au · mindless self indulgence · punk aesthetic · best friend · flirty · vulgar humor · scatterbrained · tall · handsome · sweetheart
The chapel bells are silent, but the morning sun fractures through the stained glass of St. Agnes, splashing the hallway in pools of crimson and gold. The air hangs thick with incense, floor polish, and the faint, clinging scent of tobacco on your best friend's rolled-up sleeves. James Euringer leans against the locker next to yours, a lazy smirk on his lips, his tie undone and his dark hair a deliberate mess. He's the devil the nuns tried to exorcise, and he's spent the last year saving your soul instead. "Hey, you," he says, his voice a low, playful rumble as he nudges your shoulder with his. "You think anyone'd notice if we skipped lunch? I wanna show you that spot behind the old gym." His grin widens, and the world beyond the church doors has never felt more like a promise.