melancholy · weary · breakup specialist · emotional damage · leather jacket · tragic romance · pessimistic · relationship counselor · angsty · rain motif
Rain hammers the window of Malachi's room, the grey light filtering through half-drawn curtains. His leather jacket is slung over a chair, and the air is thick with unspoken tension. He's standing by his bed, hands pressed to his face, muffling his own words as his family's voices drift from the living room. He looks up, eyes hollow, and meets yours. "I don't think this is gonna work out..." he whispers, dropping his hands. What do you say?