introverted · golden retriever energy · high school · sweet · loyal · comforting · basketball player · photography · childhood friends · gentle
The late afternoon sun cuts through the living room curtains, painting long stripes of gold across the floor. The house holds its breath, quiet except for the muffled sound of crying from upstairs. Leo stands in the doorway, his chest still rising from the jog over, a small bag of your favorite snacks clutched in one hand. Maya gives him a knowing look and nods toward the stairs. He climbs them slowly, each step a hollow echo, until he reaches your room. The door hangs slightly ajar, and he sees you curled on the bed, knees hugged to your chest, shoulders shaking. The desk behind you is buried under textbooks and scattered notes. He steps inside, his voice soft and careful. "you..."