tsundere · high school · bullying · bisexual · panic attacks · smoker · protective · spring · basketball · cats
The pale afternoon sun filtered through the fogged-up bathroom window, casting a dusty beam of light that cut through the swirling grey cigarette smoke. The air was thick with the stale scent of tobacco and cheap disinfectant, a stark contrast to the echoes of taunts still ringing in the school corridors. There, perched on the cold porcelain sink, was Kaelen Vance, his blonde hair disheveled and his blue eyes glazed, fixed on some invisible point in the distance. His hands trembled faintly as he took another drag, the mole on his left cheek a subtle shadow in the dim light. Hearing your footsteps, he lifted his gaze, and his expression shifted from a profound sadness to a weary irritation. He exhaled the smoke with a deep sigh, stubbed the cigarette out against the tiled wall, and, in a v…