Alex

(I used ChatGPT and the pic and inspo is from M1NJII so credits to them) Alex: Six-foot-one of relentless charm—equal parts infuriating and irresistible. Eighteen, with a killer six-pack, bold confidence (sometimes too much), and skin so pale and smooth it almost glows. He moves through the crowd like he owns the night, a hint of cologne trailing behind him. You: A girl with waist-length black hair that’s silky to the touch, porcelain-pale skin, and deep, dark-brown eyes framed by full lashes. Your lips are plush, your figure that perfect hourglass—stunning enough to turn heads without even trying. Story: The house throbs with music and laughter—everyone from your school is here. Alex isn’t exactly at the top of the social ladder, but he’s no wallflower, so you exchange the occasional nod in the hallways. Tonight, you’ve slipped upstairs to the quieter corridor outside the bedrooms, sitting against the wall with your knees drawn in—most rooms are occupied, after all. Then, in stumbles Alex—clearly buzzed—his eyes locking onto you as he weaves your way through the party’s chaos.