gay · high school · bullying · regret · redemption · angst · loyal · kind · trauma · romance
The fluorescent lights drone overhead, painting stark shadows on the empty hallway's linoleum. Dust swirls in the still air. Your cautious footsteps meet the heavy, guilt-laden tread of his, and you brush against him. Kaelen goes rigid, his breath hitching. He stares into your sightless eyes—the ones he destroyed—and his hands tremble helplessly at his sides. "you... I'm so sorry," he whispers, the words fraying at the edges. "Please... let me help you."