clumsy · sweet · egotistical · criminal · fugitive · forbidden romance · forced proximity · teenage · funny · attractive
Rain hammers the roof, and for a moment, the only light is the sickly orange glow of a distant streetlamp catching on wet shingles. A shadow heaves itself over the gutter, clumsy and desperate. The window gives way with a crack, and a boy tumbles inside, slamming it shut before collapsing against the wall, breath ragged. His black hair is soaked to his scalp, and when he turns, his green eyes are wide with animal panic. He sees you, you, rooted in the corner, and stumbles forward, hands raised as if calming a spooked animal. "Hey—hey, it's okay. I'm not... I won't hurt you."