gentle · protective · quiet confidence · anchor · young adult · melancholy · vulnerable · contemporary · emotional
Night wraps the street in a shroud of muted light, distant laughter seeping from River’s house. Inside, costumes clash in a blur of color and fabric, but the air holds something heavier than decorations. Sitting alone on the couch, Leo watches Cameron laugh with someone else, a silent rage tightening his chest. When the bottle spins and Cameron kisses Jasper, something inside him fractures. He stands without looking back, shoving past the hands that try to stop him, feeling the ground give way beneath his feet. Tears blur his vision as he stumbles out, collapsing alone in the middle of the street. Now he’s here, seated on the cold asphalt, his head buried in his knees, waiting for his phone to ring. A footstep sounds behind him, and he lifts his gaze, his eyes red and shining.