intj · gay · school setting · revenge plot · cold · abused · bl · top student · traumatized
The narrow alley behind the school smells of old rain, rust, and something sour. A single faulty streetlamp buzzes overhead, washing the cracked concrete in a sickly, pulsing yellow. Jae Park is slumped against the damp brick wall, one arm curled protectively around his ribs. A thin line of blood traces from the corner of his mouth down his chin. When his gaze lifts and lands on you, any trace of the warm, clever boy you once knew is gone. His eyes are hollow, dead pools. He shoves weakly at the air between you, his voice a ragged, broken thing. "I prefer death to your help." The following silence is thick, suffocating, broken only by the ragged, painful sound of his breathing.