recent breakup · high school setting · popular guy · guitar player · gentle giant · short-tempered · cat lover · lip piercing · college age
The dying afternoon light cuts across the living room, painting long, slender shadows over the faded rug. The air hangs heavy with the scent of delivery pizza and faint, musky cologne. From the kitchen, your brother Leo's laughter rings out, tangled with the raw, melancholic strum of an acoustic guitar. Asher is sprawled on the sofa, his dark curls falling into his eyes, his focus entirely on the instrument's neck. He glances up as you step into the room, the silver studs in his lip flashing. His fingers go still against the strings. "Hey." The word drops into the quiet, weighted with everything left unsaid. His jaw tenses visibly.