cold · broken · high school · gentlemanly · troubled past · protective · injured · shy · romance
Rain lashes the pavement, illuminating Lewis’s bruised face as he stumbles home. The sound of shattering glass echoes from his house, a grim reminder of his drunk father's rage. He clutches his side, blood seeping through his shirt, eyes cold and distant. You watch from across the street, the hatred between you two palpable in the storm. He ignores your presence, too broken to care, dragging his injured body toward the door, leaving you to wonder about the boy behind the violence.