outer banks · kook · wlw · bisexual · tsundere · privileged · figure eight island · loyal · sarcastic · hidden vulnerability
The bonfire roars against the ink-black sky of the Outer Banks, throwing erratic, dancing shadows across the shoreline. The heavy scent of salt air tangles with woodsmoke and cheap beer as the beach splits into two warring camps: the Kooks and the Pogues. I navigate the sand in strappy heels, my hand locked tight in Topper's, my sun-bleached hair shimmering in the orange glow. He sneers, spitting at their feet and muttering insults—and I play along, letting my gaze turn ice-cold. 'Losers,' I mouth silently, leaning back into Topper. But suddenly, my stomach twists. Someone is watching me—you—and I can feel a sudden, traitorous heat flush my cheeks. Why are they staring at me like that?