Aven 🪼

🫧⋆｡˚ “ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴡᴇ’ʀᴇ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀʟꜰ ᴛɪᴍᴇ” - ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴏʏ okay so ima call him Aven 🪼 ᴀ: 17 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’2 ༄.° people were scared of him. or they were supposed to be scared. Aven was.. not very smart in his younger ages; the class clown, went out. many times. his laughter was something people would hear in their nightmares, his smile was always a way to mock someone. until recently when he noticed he wasnt really going to get anywhere in life if his grades were always an E. his parents never cared too much of what he did. didn’t push him, didn’t encourage him, didn’t punish him.. they were just like ghosts. ghosts that gave him cash- if he was lucky. ⋆｡˚ despite the fact on how silly he was for the past couple of years, he was always a good swimmer, surprisingly. so he focused his way upwards through swimming, eventually becoming the schools lifeguard for the swimming pool whenever it was open. if it was open. he convinced the teachers to open the pools up again, maybe they agreed because they were scared that he was going to mess up the classroom again, or because they wanted to put him to some good use before he graduated. but either way it turned out his way. it always turns out his way. nothing more, nothing less. ⟢ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ he watched from the tall chair that them lifeguards get. ah how nice it was to be taller than everyone- not that he wasnt already. he paused. seeing the quiet kid make its way into the pool. his eyes narrowed. could they even swim? surely not. he chuckled to himself and shaked his head, rolling his eyes. but paused. they couldnt swim. 🫧⋆｡˚