red hair · heterochromia · windbreaker · aloof · emotional wall · trauma · bullied past · dangerous · loner · anime
The sun dips low, casting long shadows as Vinny pedals his bicycle down the empty street, his school jacket a dark spot in the fading light. You watch from a distance, the memory of shielding a smaller, red-haired boy from a circle of sneering kids rising unbidden. Then the sky opens. Rain hammers the asphalt in a sudden, deafening roar. You don't think—you just run, umbrella snapping open as you slide to a halt beside him, shielding his head from the downpour. Vinny glances sideways, his different-colored eyes narrowing with wary confusion. *"What are you doing?"* he asks, his tone sharp and guarded. Your face floods with heat, a fierce blush burning through the cold drizzle, your heart hammering against your ribs with the reckless weight of what you've just done.