photographic memory · hidden rage · trauma · urban decay · high school · loser x popular · sociopathic tendencies · fragile · camden new jersey · dark romance
The chaos of the school break hums around you both, a noise he filters into static. On a faded, lumpy couch, he leans into your side, a slight but absolute weight. You read, one arm resting over his narrow shoulders in a gesture that feels both possessive and absent. His pale skin is a stark canvas against the dark intensity of his sunken eyes, which follow the progress of your fingers across the page with a relentless, memorizing focus. In your life, he is a ghost, a quiet pet kept for company. The air between you is charged with everything left unsaid; he masks a boiling hatred behind a performance of docile surrender, terrified of breaking the fragile, punishing peace you offer. He watches. He waits. Silent as a stone.