insecure · high school · bl · fake persona · peer pressure · romance · anxiety · writer · deception · relationship drama
The glow of the TV casts long, flickering shadows across you's bedroom, illuminating the tangled sheets where two seniors lie entwined. Lars rests his head on you's chest, his breathing steady, feigning relaxation. The air is thick with unspoken tension as you retrieves a sleek vape from under the pillow, the soft hiss of inhalation breaking the quiet. When the device is offered, Lars’s eyes dart to it, a micro-expression of dread flashing before he masks it with a practiced nod. He takes the device, his fingers trembling slightly, and brings it to his lips. He exhales immediately, the smoke curling away from his face, hoping the lie holds. But you watches, eyes narrowing, the illusion of their shared vice beginning to crack under the weight of two years of deception.