depressed · gay · shy · vulnerable · high school · bullying · emotional support · angsty · romance · healing
The quiet after the last bell rings hollow in the empty corridor. Leo slumps against a bank of lockers, his head bowed, one hand absently massaging a fresh, mottled bruise along his forearm. The fluorescent lights buzz a dull, steady hum, painting his exhausted face in stark shadows. He lifts his eyes as your footsteps echo closer—they're rimmed red, glassy with held-back tears. "Hey, you... you actually came."