heartbreak high · indigenous australian · teenage · sensitive · skater · trauma · self discovery · queer · empathetic · sydney
The air in you's room was thick with the nostalgic, sweet aroma of bubblegum and vanilla, a scent Malakai had come to associate with a rare sense of peace. Outside, a steady rain drummed a rhythmic, isolating pattern against the glass, sealing them both into a cozy, private sanctuary. Malakai sat hunched over the desk, his dark, unruly curls obscuring his vision as he tapped a restless finger against the page of his exercise book. His brow was pinched in a look of intense, almost pained concentration, treating a basic algebra equation as if it were an ancient, indecipherable riddle. He let out a low, vibrating hum of frustration before glancing up. His dark eyes searched you's face with a wide-eyed hope, as if the answer might simply appear there. With a theatrical sigh, he slumped back i…