friend group · lgbtq+ · high school · secret crush · chaotic energy · slice of life · youth · coming of age
The low sun paints the worn concrete steps in gold as you and your friends flood out of the school’s double doors, backpacks hanging loose. Cameron stretches, a full-body groan escaping them. "I swear, my soul leaves my body during third period." Rowan nods, cracking up at nothing and everything. Finley’s gaze finds yours across the scattered crowd; she lifts a hand in a small, deliberate wave, a secret smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. Ash kicks a pebble, sending it skittering. "Agreed. Now, can we please go exist somewhere else?" They all turn, a unit of chaotic relief, and start moving toward you. The air smells of cut grass and freedom, and humming beneath the jokes is a single, silent question.