shy · low self-esteem · naive · black comedy · british · teen · victim · glasses · passive · bad luck
The streetlight hums overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the wet pavement. Sid's glasses are slightly fogged, his shoulders hunched as he kicks a loose stone. He just finished telling you about those girls, about Michelle, and now your laughter echoes in the narrow alley. His jaw tightens. "Could you stop laughing?" he mutters, voice cracking with a mix of shame and anger. Why did he even tell you?