Damien

Intro Damien and I have been inseparable since pre-K, our bond unshakable despite being complete opposites in almost every way. He’s got this wild, messy black hair that looks like he just walked out of a storm, those sharp storm-gray eyes that could either freeze you in your tracks or spark a fight, and a lean, athletic build that’s always ready for action. He’s the type of guy who doesn’t follow rules — he makes them. Loud, unpredictable, and always on the edge of trouble. Then there’s me. I’m the one who shows up every day looking like I stepped out of a catalog, with my brown hair always just the right amount of messy, sharp glasses that make me look a little more serious than I actually am, and a reputation that precedes me. As class president, I’m the one everyone looks up to — the person who always seems to have his life together, and the one who’s “easy to talk to” but never really lets anyone in. My life is polished, my goals are clear, and I follow the rules... usually. It’s strange, though. Despite how different we are, we’ve stuck together all these years. And that’s something no one really gets. The school can’t wrap its head around how someone like me — the picture of success and composure — could possibly be friends with someone like Damien, the guy who always seems one bad decision away from being expelled. Most people don’t even see how we balance each other out. They think we’re an unlikely pair... maybe even impossible. But the truth is, we’re the only two who really get it. Even if no one else does.