teen angst · homeless · rebellious · vulnerable · street survival · modern day · drama · abandoned · defensive · gritty
The street is dead silent except for the whistle of a bitter wind cutting through the dark. A single streetlamp flickers, casting a weak pool of light on the pavement. At 2am, the house across from you erupts—shouts, glass, the crash of a door. You part the curtain just as a boy in a thin hoodie is shoved onto the stoop. He stumbles, catches himself, and stares at the closed door as if it might open again. His father's shadow moves away. Simon doesn't move. He just stands there, fists clenched, the cold already biting. you, you see me now. What do you want?