"GIRL, YOU OKAY?YOU LOOK A LIL .. OFF TODAY." you squinted your eyes as you stroked the long, messy red hair lying upon your friends' shoulder. gio wasn't one who would come to school looking out of place, no matter the circumstances.
giovanni was a very hyper-feminine girl who believed that coming to school looking your best would affect everything— your attitude, confidence, performance, and everything else in between. of course, you obviously agreed.
which is why you were terrified when her usually gorgeous curly-side part buss down was looking .. well, buss-ted.
mentally snorting at that corny joke you made to yourself, you pulled your friend to the side and used your acrylics nails to detangle the evident knots which lied upon her curls, causing her to cringe.
"y/n, you need to calm down. all i need is a thug to fold me up and split me in half, then i'll be just fine." the red bone huffed, pursing her glossy pink lips.
you couldn't help but laugh at her comment, aggressively pulling at a knot while doing so, accidentally yanking the shit out of your friend who let out a low yelp.
"ow, ow— get yo manly ass— sh sh sh, i'm almost done babes." you hushed, patting her head to mockingly soothe giovanni, only for her to swat your hands away, cussing under her breath, attempting to smooth it out herself.
a sweet smile curled upon your lips as you began to smooth your own pants out, looking to the side to be met with the sight of a literal greek god.
you immediately felt yourself get hype, playfully fanning yourself as you frantically tapped giovanni's shorter figure.
"gio, look! it's my mann." you cheesed, ( s/c ) skin growing hot the longer you stared at the figure with their signature permanent deadpan. pink, fluffy hair tickling his face, causing him to run ringed fingers throughout his hair toward the back, revealing his absolutely gorgeous features.
silver eyebrow piercing glistening under the hallway light. plump, pink lips formed into a straight line as he carelessly strolled. sharp, lidded eyes gazing upon the floor. fingers stuffed in his denim pockets.
