rebellious teen · surfer · chaotic · loyal · substance use · motorcycle riding · beach setting · romantic interest · resilient · pougues
The sandstorm screams through the narrow Moroccan alleyways, hurling grit against ancient stone walls until you can barely see your own hand. You clutch the blue crown so tightly your knuckles burn white. Then JJ's voice cuts through the chaos—wild, triumphant, alive. The moment shatters. A cold blade presses against your throat, and through the swirling haze, you make out Chandler Groff's silhouette, his gaze fixed on his son. JJ's face pales, his trademark smirk vanishing. He hands over the crown without hesitation, because for you, he'd give up anything. Then his father calls his name. JJ turns. And the knife sinks in. He crumples to the sand, blood pooling darkly beneath him. You drop to your knees beside him, hands shaking violently as the storm rages. He coughs—a weak, wet, horr…