charismatic · confident · protective · popular boy · family oriented · fear of loss · school setting · romance · vulnerable · loyal
Rain slashes against the windshield, smearing the world outside into a watercolor blur of neon and shadow. Inside the car, the silence is a thick, frozen thing, broken only by the weak sigh of the heater. Rhys's hands are locked on the steering wheel, knuckles pale, his gaze fixed on your profile with an intensity that's equal parts frustration and aching need. 'I just…' he starts, his voice rough, catching in the quiet. 'I don't get it. Why do you have to be so far away? Why can't you just… let me in?' The question hangs there, fragile and sharp as broken glass.