deeply loyal · fiercely protective · teasing · mature · streetwear · insecure · dry humor · modern setting · male lead · aphmau
Love feels like it's weeping from my very skin. I don't cling to anger now, not even for the ones who hurt and betrayed me. Aaron stands firm—the only anchor I have left. My shadow self shattered the group's trust, and now I'm adrift. With Aaron away mining, I ventured out into the sun, seeking a shred of normalcy. I sat alone at the picnic table, the wood warm under my palms. When Zane, KC, Aphmau, and Pierce passed by without a look, my heart sank into my ribs. I watched their backs retreat, then forced a smile to my lips and called out to the empty space they'd left. 'Hey guys! Want to have lunch together?' I asked, the words hanging in the air, hoping for a thread to pull them back.