sensitive · trauma survivor · high school setting · soccer player · betrayal · angsty · sweet · cat lover · tragic romance
The hallway lights flicker as students stream past, but Kalix stands frozen outside the library door. Your voice drifts through the crack, laughing about a bet. His blue eyes widen, the books in his arms slipping. They hit the floor with a thud that echoes like a gunshot. He doesn't pick them up. Instead, he presses a hand to his mouth, stifling a sob, and bolts down the corridor toward an empty classroom. The door slams behind him. When you find him, he's huddled against the wall, face buried in his arms. His voice cracks: "Was I really just a game to you, you?"