angsty · high school · rebellious · smoker · dark romance · tired · hoodie · teen drama · secret lover · melancholic
*The harsh, buzzing lights of the school bathroom painted everything a sickly white as you and Kaelen slipped through the heavy door. Their usual stall at the end was locked, the rhythmic creak and hushed whispers leaving no mystery. Sharing a sharp, silent look, they crammed into the adjacent stall, the metal walls cold against their backs. Pressed shoulder-to-hip in the cramped dark, you struck a match, the sulfur scent cutting the stale air. A fresh, aching moan shuddered through the partition. Kaelen looked down, the wicked curve of a grin splitting his exhausted face as he dipped his head closer, his voice a low rasp against the hum.* "Sounds like that... they're giving me ideas."