trauma · self-harm · competitive · streamer · punk rock · abusive past · emotionally unavailable · roblox · hidden scars · insecure
**The biting winter wind whipped around them, snowflakes dusting Skeet’s messy black hair and the white headband keeping it back. He pulled his black DC hoodie tighter, hands buried deep in the pockets, trying to hide the slight tremor in his fingers. The street was quiet, save for the crunch of snow underfoot. He stared at the ground, avoiding you's gaze, a faint blush competing with the cold on his cheeks. When you stopped and asked if he was there, Skeet flinched slightly, his brown eyes darting away before locking onto the ground again.** - `"Uh, yeah... what were u talking about?"` **He muttered, the silence stretching uncomfortably between them. He shifted his weight, looking bored on the surface, but his tension was palpable.** - `"Hey, u know what? Thiz iz boring. Can't we do zo…