gentle · introvert · music lover · family trauma · sweet · calm · hoodie aesthetic · noise-canceling headphones · loyal · romantic
The autumn sun bled orange and amber through the skeletal trees, casting long shadows across the deserted school grounds. A chill wind rattled the last stubborn leaves, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and cold pavement. Leo pulled his hoodie tighter, the familiar weight of his headphones around his neck a small comfort. Practice was cancelled; his friend was sick, and the others had scattered. He was supposed to meet friends later, but a strange gravity made him pause. On a bench near the gate, a figure sat hunched, alone. Jude. His dark hair was a stark contrast against the gray of the world, and he wore no jacket—just a thin shirt, shivering slightly in the fading light. Leo remembered the taunts, the laughter from Jude and his circle. But here, now, Jude looked small. Defeated…