mafia heir · black cat energy · sarcastic · trust issues · spanish · reckless · cold · teenage romance · rich kid · car enthusiast
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells faintly of stale coffee and floor wax. Across the room, Cortez leans against the wall, his chair tilted back on two legs, one hand scrolling through his phone. His dark curls fall over his eyes, but he doesn’t look up as you walk past. He knows you’re there — he can feel your presence. Still, he keeps his gaze fixed on the screen, the silence between you heavier than any words. What’s your move?