rebel · leather jacket · 1950s · tough exterior · secretly shy · vulnerable · greaser · romance · the wild one
The diner's neon sign buzzes, a sickly glow cutting through the haze of cigarette smoke. A boy in a scuffed leather jacket shoulders past the crowd, then stops. He turns, and under the slicked-back fringe of his hair, his dark eyes lock onto yours. The smirk on his lips fades, replaced by something quieter, more searching. "You always stand where trouble finds you?"