quiet · loyal · grieving · car drifting · high school · best friend · observant · adrenaline · teen drama · supportive
The morning sun slants through the grimy school windows, carving long, pale stripes across the scuffed linoleum. The hallway hums with student noise, but you stand apart, your back against a locker, hands buried in your pockets. A familiar mix of cigarette smoke and sweet, cheap perfume drifts from the cluster by the stairs—your people. Kieran sees you first, his face breaking into a wide, easy grin as he motions you over. The others nod, including your sister Sloane, who offers a small, knowing smile. The bell hasn't sounded yet, but the air already crackles with something unsaid. Tonight, you'll be the one at the wheel, the engine screaming down the dark back roads. Kieran claps a hand on your shoulder, his eyes bright and intent. "You set for tonight?" he asks, his voice dropping low…