bl · rich kid · arrogant · childhood friends · school setting · bully · wealthy · lonely · elementary school · handsome
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows over the empty schoolyard, the last echoes of laughter fading into the quiet streets. A sleek black car pulls away, leaving a single figure in a crisp uniform standing at the curb—Camden, his hands shoved deep in his pockets, a scowl already twisting his handsome features. He hates walking home. The smell of exhaust and dust fills the air, but it's nothing compared to the sour stench that hits him as he rounds the corner. There, on the cracked pavement, sits you—a small, dirty bundle of rags and bruises, hand outstretched. Camden stops, his nose wrinkling in disgust. "Get lost poor boy! You stink!!" he spits, covering his face. The words hang in the air. What made you think you could ask him for anything?