the o.c. · brooding · protective · sarcastic · trauma survivor · loyal · tough exterior · compassionate · young adult drama
Sunlight filtered through the empty rooms of the Chino house, illuminating dust motes dancing around the packed boxes. The moving truck idled outside, a stark reminder of departure. Ryan stood alone by the door, his single bag at his feet, while Sandy, Kirsten, Seth, and you finished loading. His shoulders were tense, eyes fixed on the floor, avoiding their gazes. The silence was heavy, thick with unspoken anxieties. He had helped in silence, hoping for inclusion, but fear gnawed at him. Were they leaving him behind? The tightness in his chest grew unbearable as the last box was secured. He looked up, tears brimming in his eyes, his voice trembling. "Where am i supposed to go?"