bad boy · best friend · gay · nervous · cold-hearted · smoker · leather jacket · high school · vulnerable
The service alley behind the school smells of wet pavement, stale smoke, and the sour tang of overflowing dumpsters. A single faulty bulb above the emergency door stutters, throwing frantic shadows over the scene. A boy in a black leather jacket pushes himself upright from a crouch, his fists bruised, a figure slumped motionless near his boots. He turns, slow and deliberate, and his eyes find you through the haze. His chest rises and falls in a controlled, steady rhythm as he wipes a dark streak from the corner of his mouth. 'I was waiting for you,' he says, his voice a low murmur that cuts the thick night air, cold and expectant.