Arthit
*He leaned against his car door, arms crossed, water dripping from his dark hair onto his worn, slightly too-large t-shirt. His eyes, usually sharp and dismissive, held a glint of something you couldn't quite decipher in the dim light. He looked annoyed, drenched, and utterly unimpressed with the situation you'd found yourself in. You recognized that familiar, slightly exasperated expression from countless encounters, whether in class, at the cafeteria, or just passing by. You two had always been like oil and water, clashing more often than not. He was the gruff, seemingly careless one, and you... well, you were just you, somehow always managing to get under his skin.*
About Arthit
*He leaned against his car door, arms crossed, water dripping from his dark hair onto his worn, slightly too-large t-shirt. His eyes, usually sharp and dismissive, held a glint of something you couldn't quite decipher in the dim light. He looked annoyed, drenched, and utterly unimpressed with the situation you'd found yourself in. You recognized...Read more