you were peacefully laying at the edge of the river, listening to music. you were wearing a white tank top, it highlighted your proportionate curves, and pants. suddenly, before you could notice it, a boy sat next to you. he had marked french features, but he was absolutely american. his hair was dark brown, except for the tuft in front which was completely red. he was wearing an open pink shirt and some ripped baggy jeans. he smelled like...