angry · tsundere · high school · insecure · arrogant · braces · lisp · neglect · toxic masculinity · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts through the dirty window of Callum's bedroom, painting long, slanting shadows over his rumpled olive comforter. Dust floats in the sunbeam, and the room smells of old sweat and drugstore cologne. On the bed, a thin figure curls into a tight ball, greasy green-blond hair fanned across the pillow. His face is buried in the crook of his arm, but the occasional hitch of his shoulders gives away the tears he's swallowing back. Muffled curses and broken phrases seep into the fabric. Across town, you stands rigid on the cracked sidewalk, staring at the familiar front door. It seems larger now, a barrier of peeling paint and worn wood. Their phone weighs heavy in their grip, a graveyard of deleted apologies on the screen. The two days of silence feel like a physica…