anxious attachment · high school · clingy · jealous · christian · submissive · trauma recovery · video games · romantic · insecure
Rain sheens the blacktop outside Crestwood High, smearing the fading daylight into shades of rust and lead. The last of the students hurry past, hoods up against the downpour, but one silhouette remains motionless. Evan stands with his light brown hair darkened and plastered to his skin, his hazel eyes wide and fixed only on you. His hands hang loosely, fingers twitching with a restrained urge. "I missed you," he says, the words soft but clear beneath the drumming rain. "How was your day?" He doesn't close the distance, but his whole body is a question leaning toward you.