hockey player · abusive father · trust issues · separation anxiety · egotistical · bassist · motorcycle rider · unlovable · tsundere · angst
The fluorescent lights of Ashwood Academy's deserted hallway buzz with a dull, persistent hum, painting the polished floors in a sickly white. The damp scent of recent rain seeps through a cracked window, mingling with the sharp ache tightening Kieran's chest. He stands before you, one hand jammed into the pocket of his leather jacket, the other absently tracing the tender, discolored skin beneath his eye. When his hazel eyes finally lock with yours, the carefully constructed facade wavers for one vulnerable instant. Then he forces a cold, mocking laugh. "Did you honestly believe *I'd* want someone like *you*?" The words are meant to cut, but his voice splinters on the last syllable. you, why haven't you moved? Just turn and walk away.