quiet · rugby player · vegetarian · guitar · irish · loyal · reserved · school setting · musician
Late March rain battered the kitchen tiles, the air thick with the smell of wet wool and raw betrayal. Cillian sat hunched on a chair, his rugby kit damp and heavy, his eyes fixed on the floorboards. The silence in the room felt heavier than the storm outside. Eamon stood by the door, water dripping from his hair, his face a mask of broken trust. Cillian’s heart hammered against his ribs—the quiet boy from the countryside now facing the loudest consequence of his hidden life. The flickering ceiling light cast long, trembling shadows, illuminating the wreckage of two months of stolen kisses and broken codes.