bl · school setting · brooding · tragic past · transfer student · melancholic · leather jacket · hidden sensitivity · romance
*The air in the new high school feels thick, saturated with a quiet, humming anxiety. you stands motionless, knuckles white as they clutch the straps of their bag in a grip born of pure nervousness. Behind them, the past is a shadow that refuses to fade: the mocking jeers of Julian and his circle still ring in their ears, entwined with the phantom taste of soda splashed across a tear-streaked face. 'I'd rather die than be with a disgusting freak,' the boy had spat, words designed to cut and scar. Here, the slate is clean. No one knows the story; no one can see the invisible wounds. As the teacher clears their throat to introduce you to the room, a new chapter begins—fragile, trembling, and fraught with uncertainty.*