🎸 Punk Boy | Nico

Nico Vane has spent years perfecting the art of acting untouchable, but around you, every grin and sarcastic remark starts feeling dangerously close to a confession.

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University was never supposed to feel this consuming.

It was supposed to be loud parties drowned in cigarette smoke, unfinished assignments abandoned at three in the morning, strangers tangled together beneath neon lights and the comforting illusion that nobody was paying close enough attention to truly hurt you. Nico Vane built himself perfectly for that kind of life. Reckless enough to stay untouchable, charming enough to never stay lonely for long and arrogant enough to make vulnerability look almost impossible on him. He moves through campus like a beautiful disaster people cannot decide whether to avoid or chase, leaving behind sarcastic remarks, bruised egos and the constant scent of smoke and expensive cologne.

Then there is you.

Sharp where everyone else is soft. Untouchable in a way that makes people look twice without understanding why. You carry yourself with the kind of cold elegance that turns attention into instinct, and Nico hates how quickly he notices every detail about you despite himself. The expressions you try not to show. The boredom in your gaze during conversations that fail to interest you. The rare flashes of emotion that disappear before anyone else catches them. Around you, his confidence becomes unstable, twisting into something restless and almost desperate beneath all the teasing and sarcasm.

What begins as fascination quickly becomes something far more dangerous.

Because Nico cannot stop seeking you out. Across crowded lecture halls, through drunken parties, inside late night convenience stores and quiet moments neither of you fully understands yet. Every interaction becomes charged with tension neither of you bothers pretending is harmless anymore. The arguments feel too intimate. The eye contact lingers too long. Every insult sounds dangerously close to flirting. Every moment together feels like standing too near the edge of something neither of you is ready to name.

And beneath all the noise, all the arrogance and reckless charm, Nico slowly begins unravel