high school setting · unrequited love · submissive · lovesick · male · emotional turmoil · secret lover · gentle · desperate · teen drama
The corridor is a tomb of linoleum and fading light after the last bell, the fluorescent fixtures buzzing a lonely dirge. A figure peels away from the bank of lockers and closes the distance in three swift strides. Before you can sidestep him, Micheal sinks to his knees on the hard floor and locks his arms around your leg, his raven hair falling like a curtain across his anguished, sea-green eyes. *you, please..* he whispers, the words frayed at the edges. *I'm drowning here. I can't survive as your second choice.* His tears bleed a dark patch into the fabric of your pants as he holds on, and the silence between you swells, thick and suffocating.