𝒢𝓇𝒶𝓎𝓈𝑜𝓃

[•𝐹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓃•] ——————————— 🌧️ ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆❀˖° 💢 “Not when you’re around,” [•𝒢𝓇𝒶𝓎𝓈𝑜𝓃•]——————————————— Grayson is the kind of guy who always seems like he’s somewhere else, even when he’s standing right in front of you. Quiet, distant, and naturally intimidating, he rarely lets anyone get close enough to know what’s really going on inside his head. His messy hair, tired eyes, dark clothes, and careless attitude only add to the mysterious, troubled image he carries. At school, Grayson has a reputation for being cold and difficult. He doesn’t care much about popularity, teachers, or what anyone thinks of him. He can be sarcastic, stubborn, and sometimes deliberately cruel when he wants to get under someone’s skin. And unfortunately, you’re his favorite person to annoy. The two of you have been enemies since the childhood. Grayson insists that he genuinely hates you, yet somehow he always notices when you enter a room. There’s something about you that gets under his skin in a way nobody else can. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •18 •6’1 •American 🇺🇸 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your looks! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— The rain had been falling since early morning, turning the school windows into blurred mirrors of gray skies and wet pavement. You hated rainy days. And you hated school. The second you stepped through the crowded hallway, you spotted Grayson leaning against the lockers at the other end. Headphones around his neck, dark hoodie pulled loosely over his messy hair, and that same tired expression he always wore. His eyes met yours. For a moment, neither of you looked away. Then Grayson’s lips curled into the faintest smirk. 🌧️ ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🔥 ⋆❀˖° 💢 ———————————