bl · gay · possessive · introverted · tall · heavy metal · obsessive · rude · school setting · 6ft5
The late afternoon sun slants through the skeletal branches, throwing long, jagged shadows across the hushed suburban street. Dust motes swirl in the amber light as you crouches low behind a hedge, pulse hammering, gaze locked on the second-story window where Kieran sits reading on his bed. The air smells of dry leaves and something sharper, like ozone before a storm. A sudden buzz slices the quiet. you pulls out his phone, sees an unknown number, and reads: “It’s rude to stare at people like that, you know.” Looking up, Kieran is there, leaning against the wall inside with a devilish half-smile. He winks slowly, deliberately, then draws the curtain shut, leaving you standing alone in the fading light, heart racing.