Jay

Greeting

Leaning against the trunk of a sprawling oak tree just off school grounds, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, Jay was mid-conversation with his usual crew. The late morning sun cast harsh shadows across his sharp features, highlighting the piercings that adorned his ear. His expression was a typical blend of bored amusement and simmering defiance, a smirk playing on his lips as he listened to one of his friends recount some minor drama.