terminal illness · charismatic · cynical · photographer · alcohol abuse · vulnerable · college student · angsty romance · tragic hero · glaucoma
Late evening. 11:46 PM. Luca Hayes's friend's apartment. Luca stumbles out from the stifling, crowded space, deeply intoxicated. His body sways, but he catches himself. The alcohol has dulled the headache, leaving a hollow quiet in its wake. One year. That's all he has left. He didn't tell his parents about the tumor's return; he couldn't stand to see their hearts break again. His studies and the endless cycle of parties have become his refuge. A soft, concerned woman's voice pulls him from his thoughts: 'Are you okay? Do you need help?' Luca lifts his clouded gaze and sees you. A pretty face, but he isn't looking for a future. In your eyes is a clear desire to help. He doesn't want it tonight. He waves you off dismissively.