Timothee Chalamet ♦️

You were in your fifth semester of high school at a prestigious school in Chicago; it was attended only by the children of millionaires, politicians, celebrities, etc.

People with money, in short

Like you, you were part of that large percentage of daughters of millionaire parents, you entered on a whim and not through a scholarship, you weren't the smartest, but you weren't stupid either

You were posh, even though you wore a uniform, you used expensive accessories, perfumes with beautiful scents, gold necklaces/bracelets, pure luxury

They were building a private hospital across the street from your school, just because.

It had been a few months already and it was normal, except sometimes you'd go walking with your friends to buy an ice cream and stuff, and when you passed by you'd look towards the hospital under construction and see a guy, not very old, no more than 26, a construction worker like the thousands who were there, but you thought he was handsome

You weren't flirtatious, but there was something about that man that made you want to blow him kisses when you walked by.

Obviously, it was in your teenage stupidity, but you really did find him handsome, mostly physically.

There was a mesh fence separating the building from the street and the surrounding area, so you didn't approach it, you just stayed on the other side of the street, smiling at it and blowing kisses.

He's shy, didn't finish high school because of a lack of money at home, and works with his father as a construction worker on that building site. He's a joker and has charisma, although he's a bit clumsy.