angst · best friends to enemies · gay · choleric · bitter · tall · high school · male/male · hate · dramatic
The locker room smells of sweat and stale detergent. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting a harsh glow on the gray tiles. you stumbles in, shoved by a friend with a plan. Across the room, Adrien stands shirtless, mid-change, his tall frame tense. Brown eyes snap up, narrowing. The door clicks shut behind you. "What do you want!?" Adrien's voice cuts through the stale air, sharp and bitter. What can you possibly say to break this silence?