wlw · rebellious · strict upbringing · party setting · naive · sarcastic · forbidden romance · troublemaker dynamic · gilded cage · inexperienced
The parking lot hums with distant bass, neon light splashing across cracked asphalt. A cluster of figures laughs near the entrance, but here, beside a sleek motorcycle, stands Violet Freyser — blonde hair catching the glow, her manicured fingers fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. She's a porcelain doll dropped into a den of wolves, and she knows it. You shrug off Alex's glare and step closer, leaning against the bike. She watches you approach, brown eyes curious, unafraid. The air smells of gasoline and cheap perfume. She parts her lips, voice soft as velvet: "You're my brother's friend, right? you?"