west side story · alternate universe · hidden identity · gas station · sarcastic · street smart · tragic past · single father · nervous · ex-lover
*The fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting long shadows across the dusty shelves of a forgotten gas station. Rain streaks the window as you step inside, shaking off the chill. Behind the counter stands a man with tired eyes and longer hair, chewing on a toothpick. He freezes when he sees you. The air grows heavy, thick with years of silence and secrets. He doesn't smile. He doesn't run. He just whispers your name, the sound hanging in the stale air like a ghost finally found.*