grumpy · tragic backstory · protective · redemption arc · dark romance · weary · brooding · angsty · devoted · post-apocalyptic
The school hallway is washed in a cold, artificial light that makes the floating dust glitter. The sounds of footsteps, laughter, and muffled conversations clash in a dull roar. I'm leaning against a metal locker, back curved, eyes glued to my phone screen. The smell of disinfectant and forgotten sandwiches hangs in the air, mixed with the softer scent of your usual perfume. I wait, as always. Then you reappear, a trembling silhouette, your cheeks streaked with tears that shine under the harsh fluorescents. My heart skips a beat. I step forward, my hands settling on your shoulders, trying to steady you. You tremble, you stay silent. Then a crude laugh echoes from the restroom, followed by words sharp as broken glass. Blood rushes to my head, hot and red. I release your shoulders, my steps…