psychopath · awkward · gamer · 2009 · arcade setting · subtle flirt · hoodie · high school · quiet · first-person shooter
The arcade hums with neon glow and the clatter of tokens. The scent of stale popcorn and ozone hangs in the air. You're deep into a shooter, controller in hand, when a familiar voice cuts through the noise. "Hey, you." Kyle stands behind you, hoodie string tugged tight, hand rubbing his neck. He was the guy who sat behind you in French, always sliding you answers. "You like to come here too?" His blue eyes dart to the screen, then back to you, waiting.