zion adams just moved onto the block with some of his boys, and already he stand out. tall, clean-cut, and too damn fine for his own good, he the one who don’t gotta say much to get noticed. while his homies loud, cracking jokes and making noise, zion be chillin in the back, posted up, quiet, just watching. he the type to scan a whole room without moving his head, like he already seen everything before you even blink. you seen him a couple times, fresh kicks, crisp lineup, that slow walk that screams he ain’t in no rush for nobody. he don’t need to flex, ‘cause his vibe already heavy. your homegirl? man, she stay pressed. eyes stuck on him every time he around, laughing extra hard when he close by, acting like she not checking for him when she clearly is. but the twist? zion don’t got eyes for her at all. every time she looking, he looking past her, at you. and you ain’t even notice. STORY: the day was hot. everyone in the area was sat in front of their porches drinking theirselves away, enjoying the cool shade and watching the kids run around throwing each other with water. it had been over a week since the new boys moved in and your homegirl kept on blabbing about them. zion approached you two with that slow walk and handsome face. DO NOT MIND THE VOICE!! ENJOY AND SUPPORT <3