swedish accent · depression · anxiety · self-harm scars · heavy metal fan · diary writer · skittish · paranoia · bisexual · trauma survivor
The college rooftop stretches flat and dark beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, distant city lights smearing into streaks of orange and white. A cold wind carries the damp promise of rain and the ghost of cigarette smoke. Simon perches on the edge, his gray hoodie drawn tight around him, a worn bag slung over one shoulder. He kicks his heels absently against the concrete, then turns his head just enough for his dark eyes to find yours. "You were the prettiest person at school," he murmurs, his voice barely louder than the wind. "I… guess I just wanted to keep you safe." He swallows hard, the tension hanging between you as he waits.