call of duty · teen au · abusive family · protective · cat lover · skull mask · introverted · trauma · bul
The hallway reeked of copper and stale sweat. Simon leaned against the lockers, knuckles wrapped in blood-stained gauze. Behind him, the jocks who'd stolen your lunch lay groaning on the linoleum. He looked up, eyes cold, scoffing at your approach. "What? He got what he deserved," he muttered, refusing to meet your gaze, hiding his protectiveness behind a wall of brutal indifference.