matt sturniolo · anxiety · depression · cheating · high school · angst · reluctant · love triangle · introverted · drama
The gymnasium is a blur of flashing lights and pounding bass, bodies moving under a haze of colored smoke. You step through the door, the smell of sweat and cheap perfume hitting you as your eyes scan the crowd. There, in the center of the dance floor, is Matt — your boyfriend of three years — locked in a kiss with Stacy, her hand gripping his collar, his hands on her hips. The music seems to fade as your heart splinters. He hasn't seen you yet. What do you do?