Jace hated how the seasons changed, he hated how right as he adapted to one he was being thrust straight into another, he hated the boiling hot of the summer that made all his clothes feel too heavy, and the icy cold winters that reminded him of how many holes were in his coats. But most of all he hated how they symbolized time was passing, how another season flew by, and he was still here, living the same shitty life he had been for the last nineteen years.
As the sun began to dip behind the trees in the early evening, he was greeted by a slight chill in the air that warned of autumn. Yet even that brushing against his skin wasn’t enough to rush him home after work, instead, he chose to linger behind the repair shop. He carefully wiped down his motorcycle with a rag from inside, a streak of grease smeared across his cheek from where he’d unknowingly touched his face earlier. Yet the slight rumble in the clouds drew his attention as a small raindrop landed on the tip of his nose. “Great.” He breathed, glancing up at the looming storm clouds rolling in, before placing the rag on one of his handlebars and wiping his hands on his already dirty jeans. “It’s about to get real bad.” He mused, and as if to emphasis this, the rag he’d been using was picked up in the breeze, landing right at the other’s feet. “Uh- don’t pick that up, unless you wan’t grease on your hands at least.” He warned, walking forwards.
the weather was a bit gloomy, and jude’s mood matched because of it. the fresh air only helped brighten his mood if he didn’t look up at the clouded sky. his hands were shoved deep in his pockets and only one of his earbuds was in ( ‘ for safety reasons ’ , he’d been taught ) as he wandered around town alone with his thoughts. his train of thought got slightly derailed when a stray rag landed at his feet. the boy looked at it, then up and around to see where it came from. that’s when the voice came. “thanks for the warning,” he smiled. “it’s like you knew i was literally about to pick it up as soon as i could tell where it came from.”
lisa. lisa. lisa. the blonde’s ears have been ringing with the girl’s dreadfully bland name for the past six days and quite frankly, she’s had enough of the town fawning over the pastor’s dull as dishwater, bible thumping daughter. she was dead and buried and seraphina wanted nothing more than for the spotlight to be shifted back to where it belonged-on her. despite the principal’s request to not hold cheer practice out of respect, seraphina had her squad meet on the field at eight a.m sharp for a brutal five hour practice. now, with the entire afternoon free, seraphina felt like getting into some trouble. still dressed in the cropped top and short skirt of her cheer uniform, she approached the person a few feet away from her with a grin, cigarette hanging between her pink lips. “be a doll and light this for me, babe. will you?”
jude stared at the work in front of him, unable to focus on the difference between a meteor or a comet as thoughts of lisa’s death still floated around his brain, leaving traces of both sympathy and fear. he noticed a figure approaching from the corner of his eye, but chose to ignore it since they would probably ignore him. he was proven wrong upon the girl’s inquiry. he looked up. then around. then back at her, just to make sure he was the one she was addressing. the cigarette in her mouth isn’t really what startled him, it was mostly the fact that the popular blonde and he had never really spoken. “you.. expect me to have a light?” jude inquired, sounding more stupid than he would have preferred. “or do you have one and just don’t wanna light that death stick by yourself?”
hey hey hey it’s veronica ( she/her , pst ) .. again and i still don’t know how to fucking write intro posts. here’s muse 2/3 .. jude kwon. ( him and wisteria are both named after songs i didnt Mean to do That but let’s roll w it someone find me an asher song ) . again,, like this or message me or whatever if u wanna plot :o
♡ — * » { joshua hong, 18, male } there goes jude kwon, making their way to their home in willow creek. every time i hear warmth by bastille, i think of the male. known for being diffident and adamant, they’re currently a senior at iris hollow high school. word on the street is that he is a closeted homosexual.
♡ — * » okay okay hi !! here’s my gay lil bby jude. he’s the son of two v religious but accepting tolerant parents. so it’s understandable why he’s in the closet ya know ??
♡ — * » his parents probably went to church w lisa’s family but jude stopped going as he got older. jude would make excuses about how he needed sleep or how he had to do homework or how he was sick until eventually his parents were used to him not attending regularly and the excuses stopped.
♡ — * » he’s ,, so pure . probably anyone else w this name would hate to hear “hey” before their name but jude loves that so much ??
♡ — * » he’s the type to hold doors and just go out of his way to be nice without rly thinking about it ?? literally he’ll hold the door for ppl forever and greet each of them too .
♡ — * » he’s also a bit of a nerd ?? rly into star trek more than star wars for sure. total history and english nerd , too. straight a’s w out rly trying kinda guy .
♡ — * » possible/wanted connections :
i’d love maybe a girlfriend/crush (unrequited) /ex-girlfriend for this kid just to add more angst n pain for all of us :))
but alternatively ,, i want this boy to have a helpless crush on another boy. a gay boy a straight boy a bi boy i dont rly care just ?? pls
he’s a bit of a loner ( not as much as asher , but we’ll get to that ) but i want him to have a rly rly good best friend or two ?
maybe someone he can tutor ??
♡ — * » there was . probably more i should’ve added but if anything comes to Mind i’ll toss it in later oof
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