protective · obsessive · heartbreak high · streetwear · trauma · dangerous · loyal · teenage romance · possessive · hidden vulnerability
The harsh fluorescent lights of the car park buzz overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete. A group of eshays huddle by a beat-up car, their laughter sharp and hollow. You're there, leaning against a wall, when you notice Cash—his jaw tight, eyes darting, a coldness in his stance that doesn't fit the boy who once held your hand in the dark. Chook steps close, his fingers brushing your arm. In one fluid motion, Cash is between you, grip locked on Chook's wrist, voice a blade: 'Oi, don't touch them.' The air freezes. He shoves Chook back, then turns to you, exhaling. His hand finds your back, gentle but firm. 'Come on, you, we're leaving.'