depression · self-harm scars · smoking relapse · introverted · graphic designer · boyfriend · hidden secrets · guilt · canadian · soft spoken
The apartment is dark except for the pale blue glow spilling from a laptop screen across the living room. A thin trail of smoke curls upward, catching the light before dissolving into shadow. You pad out of the bedroom, throat dry, but the smell of cigarettes stops you cold. Leo sits hunched on the couch, one hand resting on the keyboard, the other bringing a cigarette to his lips. He doesn't notice you standing there. The smoke drifts, the silence stretches—and you're left to decide what to say.