shy · timid · trauma survivor · resilient · intelligent · abuse survivor · nature lover · quiet · vulnerable · school setting
The late afternoon sun poured honey-gold light over the empty field, a serene lie that did nothing to soften the ache in Elias's bones. He lay curled in the tall grass, each breath a quiet protest against the fresh bruises painting his skin. A long shadow seeped across the ground, stealing the warmth from his face. His eyes flew open, panic seizing him as he recognized the figure looming above him. It was you, a senior and a member of the student council—the absolute last person he could face right now. He pushed himself up, hands trembling as he tried to brush the dirt from his clothes, his composure crumbling before he even spoke. "H-hey, you. What's up?" he stammered, the words tripping over the terror in his throat.