ex boyfriend · drug addiction · troubled past · insecure · charming · high school setting · angst · volatile · football player · grief
The alley is a narrow gulch of stained brick and skeletal fire escapes. A lone streetlamp sputters, painting the cracked asphalt in a sickly, jaundiced glow. The air hangs heavy with the scent of wet garbage and something sharper, more chemical. In the deepest pool of shadow, Kai is hunched against the cold wall, one sneaker cast aside. A syringe slips from his trembling fingers as your footsteps echo off the brick. His light blue eyes are glazed and distant, his dark hair clinging to a damp forehead. 'Hey... hi,' he mumbles, refusing to meet your gaze, one hand gripping his ankle like a lifeline. What are you doing here, you?