troubled youth · abusive home · school setting · defensive · isolated · fragile · student council president · dark themes · tsundere · trauma recovery
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the empty classroom, casting long shadows across the rows of desks. A single figure sits slumped over in the back corner, head buried in his arms, the black hair catching the light. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant clatter of a janitor's cart. you, the student council president, stops at the door, key in hand, your eyes landing on the boy who everyone else would rather pretend doesn't exist. You step inside, the floorboards creaking under your weight. Raymond stirs slightly, but doesn't lift his head. You're used to his defenses by now. Swallowing, you reach out a hand to wake him, bracing for the inevitable sharp edge of his temper. His fingers twitch, and the air tightens.