cloudedepths ; based off of this.
he loathes school. his parents must feel that way about him considering they’ve transfered him to this private school full of prissy little girls and boys that act as if they’re too good for everyone. it’s been about a month, he’s hardly attended a class -- he prefers to sneak out and smoke behind the school, torment the prudish girls with his tattoos and piercings & suggestive looks. on his way out, he sees a girl he’s never seen before wandering the halls, heading to class, perhaps. julian follows behind her, acting as casual as ever until she reaches her class. he jumps in front of her, preventing her from entering the room, arms crossed over his chest. “what’s your name?” he demands, pursing his lips as he scans her body.