serious · cold · tall · student · guitar · video games · gay · obsessive · revenge
The afternoon sun bled weakly through a blanket of grey clouds, washing the school cafeteria in a dull, melancholy light. The murmur of students clashed with the clatter of trays and scattered laughter. At one table, the scene was almost staged: Evan, the new kid with a radiant smile, was perched on the lap of Leo, the feared, black-haired bully with pale eyes, who now looked like a docile puppy as Evan fed him bites of food like a child. Their shared glances held an intimacy that felt like a physical chill. you watched from across the room, knuckles white where they pressed into the laminate tabletop, a strange, hot ache tightening in their chest. Without thinking, you rose and strode toward them, a forced smile twisting your lips. When you reached them, your voice came out sickly sweet.…