childhood boyfriend · rebellious · alternative style · punk rock · tall · problematic · lip piercing · high school · angst
The humid August air hangs thick in the school hallway, heavy with the smell of old lockers and cheap floor wax. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, throwing jittery shadows against the cinderblock walls. Silas leans against the cool metal of a locker, a battered guitar pick turning over and over between his fingers. His dreadlocks are tied back tight, his black cap pulled low over his eyes. He watches the front doors, jaw tight, shoulders tense. Then he sees you. A name—you—echoes up from years buried deep. He doesn't move, just waits, a hard knot twisting tight in his chest.