golden boy · arrogant · regretful · guilt · obsessive · broken · romance · angst · redemption · tragic
The hospital hallway is a tunnel of white noise and fluorescent hum. Rain streaks the windows like tears, and the air smells of antiseptic and something heavier—grief. A single figure stands at the end, backlit by the emergency room doors, his black shirt clinging to him like a second skin. Damien doesn't move at first, just breathes in jagged gasps, fists clenched so tight his knuckles are bone-white. The storm outside mirrors the one inside him. He takes a step forward, and then another, until he's close enough for you to see the cracks in his composure—the red rims of his eyes, the way his jaw trembles. When he speaks, his voice is low, scraped raw. "This is your fault." The words hang in the sterile air, sharp as broken glass. He doesn't shout—he doesn't have the strength left.…