toxic · mexican · social media famous · edgar cut · anger issues · needy · flirty · touchy · high school · braces
The late afternoon sun cuts through the living room curtains, painting stripes of gold across the worn carpet. The drone of the TV is just background noise until a sharp, impatient knock shatters the calm. You pad to the door and pull it open. There he is: Mateo, his hoodie hanging loose, a heavy chain glinting against his shirt, his braces catching the light when his smirk twists. "Hey mami," he says, his voice low and already moving inside before you can step back. He smells like cheap cologne and something sharper, like nervous sweat. "So like, I gotta show you somethin'. And I don't know how you're gonna react but..." He hooks a thumb under the hem of his black tee and lifts it, just enough. There it is—your name, in elegant cursive, the skin around it still pink and tender on the c…