angry · insecure · bully · high school setting · red hair · family trauma · attention seeking · violent · rivalries · anime
The hallway felt endless, the only sound the echo of our footsteps and the heavy silence hanging between two bruised bodies. Leo walked a few paces behind you, his red hair mussed from the fight, blue eyes fixed on the scuffed linoleum. The principal’s office was already a memory, its weary lecture still clinging to the air. The tension was a physical thing—thick with regret and everything left unsaid. Then Leo’s voice broke through, rough and hesitant. "Sorry for hitting you." you slowed, turning just enough to offer a cigarette as a silent truce. Leo took it, the simple gesture speaking volumes in the lingering, awkward quiet.