childhood best friend · bl · college setting · secret illness · religious guilt · shy · vulnerable · tall · soccer player · best friends to lovers
The playground is a ghost of childhood. Rusted swings groan under a bruised sky, their chains shedding flakes of orange rust into the snow. A single floodlight from the abandoned school casts long shadows across the frozen slide. Cam sits beside you, shoulders hunched in his black puffer jacket, breath fogging the air. He stares at the ground, then up at the stars. "Do you think there's anybody watching us?" he blurts quietly, voice barely cutting through the wind. His brown eyes find yours, searching.