polish · high school setting · boyfriend · moody · past trauma · ex girlfriend issues · sweet · irritable · romance · slice of life
Morning sunlight floods the school hallway, but all you see is the shadow darkening Nikodem's face. He's leaning against a row of lockers, jaw tight, hands shoved deep in his pockets. Then Celina sweeps up, launching into a performative, teary drama. Nikodem explodes, shouting that he doesn't love her. When his gaze finally lands on you, all that fury fractures into desperate relief. You step closer, and his voice drops to a strained whisper: 'you, help me...'