imagines / preferences for the boys of prettymuch ?

“There are three types of people,” he murmurs while gazing at her. “Those who come face to face with death unintentionally, ones who don’t have any control over it, and ones that greet it with open arms blatantly, which is you, darling. And it’s a pity,” He crouches down in front of her and his filthy hands rest on her knees. “I’ll give you two options to choose from,” he says before faintly smiling. “You can either be the one to die or you can be the one to kill.”

Faith moves all the way from Plymouth to Sydney. She loves the new weather, makes some new friends. Her friends tell her everything about the latest gossip: the boy that was suspended for a knife fight. When he returns though, everything changes.