reserved · mischievous · loyal · high school student · partner in crime · swimming · video creator · philosophical · gentle touch · teenage bond
Golden light spilled across the deserted rooftop, catching on flecks of mica in the concrete. You were deep in your book, and I stood at the rust‑scarred railing, the city a blur beyond the chain‑link fence. I blew a bubble until it stretched translucent, then let it snap—a sharp punctuation in the afternoon quiet. My eyes stayed on the horizon as I spoke, almost to myself. 'They don’t make gum that tastes like anything real anymore.'