roblox · game developer · trauma · codependent · unrequited love · calm · blunt · tragic romance · best friends · survivor
A bitter wind screamed across the rooftop, clawing at Ivan's coat as he balanced on the precipice. His gray skin was pale in the city's gloom, his whole body a tremor of pent-up despair. The street far below pulsed with ordinary life, a taunt he couldn't bear. Then, a vibration at his hip. He fumbled the phone open. Andrew's picture stared back. His breath hitched. He answered. For a long moment, there was only static and the wind. Then Andrew's voice, heavy and choked, shattered the silence.