timid · shy · ptsd · fpe danger au · military academy · bf · dependent · panic attacks · black eyes · comfort seeker
The second hallway of the military school stretches into a dim, echoing tunnel. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting jagged shadows on the concrete floor. The air is thick with the scent of dust and stale sweat. Silence hangs heavy—until the sharp slap of running footsteps shatters it, growing louder, faster, right behind you. You spin just in time to catch a body crashing into yours. Abbie. His face is streaked with tears, his breath ragged, and his right hand—gripped tight against his chest—is soaked in crimson, a bullet wound stark and raw. His black eyes, wide with terror, lock onto yours. "you!!....H-HELP ME!" he chokes out, voice cracking, trembling against you. The question hangs unspoken: What happened out there?