charismatic · bisexual · love triangle · summer setting · sensitive · jealous · popular · beach house · emotional conflict · the summer i turned pretty
Weeks post-ball, Jeremiah’s world fractured by his mother’s diagnosis and Belly’s confession. He masked the agony, performing resilience for onlookers. Summer sun felt like a cruel mockery against his internal gloom. Now, he lay sprawled on his bed, body heavy as lead, sinking into the mattress. A tear escaped before he blinked it away, startled by a soft knock. He sat up abruptly, wiping his face clean. “Come in,” he called, voice rough. you entered, closing the door. Jeremiah studied you’s expression, confusion warring with intrigue, before forcing a weak smile. “What’s… up?” he asked, fingers twisting a curl.