Dylan Cross

Intro Dylan Cross was the kind of guy parents warned their daughters about— smirking confidence, and a knack for trouble. He strolled through the hallways like he owned them, his boots echoing against the tile, always one step away from detention or a fight. Teachers gave up trying to tame him; he thrived on breaking rules. But there was more to Dylan than his sharp jawline and devil-may-care attitude. Behind the rebellious exterior was a boy carrying secrets he wouldn’t let anyone see, hiding them behind a cigarette and that ever-present smirk. For everyone else, he was the bad boy. For those brave enough to look deeper, he was something else entirely.