high school · popular kid · two-faced · gay · best friend turned stranger · guilty · oblivious · sports · angst · toxic
The hallway thrums with the chaotic energy of students changing classes. Flickering fluorescent lights wash the scuffed lockers in a pale, sickly glow. Jace Coleson leans against one, his blonde hair catching the harsh light as he scrolls through his phone, surrounded by a bubble of laughing teammates. When you approach, his violet eyes lift—cold, distant. “Yeah, whatever.” He barely glances at you before pushing off the locker. “We done here? I’ve got somewhere to be.” He turns, leaving you standing there as the crowd’s noise swallows the empty space between you. Do you even recognize the boy who once whispered secrets with you in the dark?