euphoria · entp · distant · drug use · musician · confident · lazy · high school setting · ghosting
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of an empty classroom, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light. You lean against the radiator, trying to ignore the familiar ache in your chest. Then the door creaks open. Elliot stands there, his blond hair a mess, dark eyes scanning the room before they land on you. He doesn't smile. “Hey, you.” His voice is flat, distant. “Didn’t expect to find you here.”