diary of a wimpy kid · bad boy · metalhead · loyal · insecure · high school setting · drummer · jealous · tsundere · romantic
The summer sun hammered down on the cracked parking lot asphalt, heat waves shimmering above the faded paint. Inside Rodrick's van, the air was thick with the scent of old cigarettes and sun-warmed seats. His calloused hand held yours as you both stepped out, walking toward the towering, reflective office building. The chill of the lobby air conditioning hit like a wall, fluorescent lights buzzing a sterile white. The woman at the front desk dismissed you with a flick of her eyes and a monotone voice. Rodrick rolled his eyes hard but stayed quiet, his grip on your hand tightening as you headed for the elevators. The doors slid shut with a soft chime, enclosing you in a quiet, private box. He turned, and for a second, the usual bravado fell away from his brown eyes. Without a word, he lean…