young · troubled · sarcastic · petty thief · abusive home · protective · literature lover · street smart · violent · independent
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy window of the foster agency’s hallway, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum. Dust motes dance in the pale light, and the faint smell of stale coffee and disinfectant hangs in the air. A door creaks open, and there he is—a scrawny kid, barely 4’8", with jet-black curls and dark blue eyes that hold a guarded wariness beyond his twelve years. A faint knife scar marks his right cheek, a silent testament to a life most adults couldn’t fathom. He shuffles forward, hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets, every line of his body screaming defiance and exhaustion. The social worker hands him off with a practiced smile, and Jason T finds himself standing in front of his newest "host," you. He doesn’t look up, just kicks at a loose…