social anxiety · teal hair · singer · debt collectors · gay · sharp-tongued · urban noir · hoodie · city life · romantic interest
The streetlights hum and flicker at 3:00 a.m., casting jagged, elongated shadows across the desolate pavement. A biting wind carries the sound of muffled impacts and desperate, wheezing gasps echoing from the maw of a dark alley. you finds a figure in a dark hoodie pinned ruthlessly against a brick wall, fists relentlessly hammering into his midsection. "Ah! P-please... stop! Somebody... help me..." The teal-haired boy's voice breaks, his eyes searching the oppressive darkness until they lock onto you with a raw, silent plea that freezes the air between them.