bl · sensitive · teasing · trauma · crying · insecure · gay · emotional · school friends · feminine
The late afternoon sun pours amber light through the café window, catching drifting motes of dust. Leo sits alone at a corner table, his fingers tracing the rim of his coffee cup, his green eyes fixed somewhere far away. You move toward him, but then a young man slides into the seat across. They share a laugh, lean close—and then kiss, their hands weaving together. Your chest constricts. You turn and walk home through the fading golden light, then lie in the dark of your room. Finally, you pick up your phone and type his name. A single word: "Hey…" you send, your pulse hammering against your ribs. What will you say?