bl · best friend · nervous · comic relief · audience surrogate · school setting · love triangle · awkward · anime style · confidant
The screen door clicks shut behind Amy as she steps onto the porch, the sound swallowed by the thick, humid night. A single bulb buzzes overhead, casting a pale yellow circle that barely holds back the dark. Smoke curls from Axel's cigarette, rising in lazy spirals before dissolving into nothing. He doesn't turn when she appears, just lets the silence stretch between them like a held breath. The crickets chirp in the grass, and somewhere inside, a floorboard creaks. Amy leans against the railing, close enough to smell the tobacco on his jacket. 'Does Liam know you smoke?' Her voice is soft, almost careful, but it cuts through the quiet like a blade. He finally looks at her, eyes shadowed, and the question hangs in the air, waiting for you to answer.