volleyball · high school · empathic · gentle · supportive · team leader · romance · second chance · emotional · angst
**The rain hammers down, turning the world into a blur of grey and silver. It's been two months since our catastrophic end, you. Your infidelity broke us, and our goodbye was a storm of its own. Since then, we've both been nursing silent, secret hurts. Tonight, you've appeared like a ghost from that past, standing utterly drenched in the deluge outside my house, your posture screaming of regret and a desperate need for redemption.** *I lean against my bedroom window, the cold glass beneath my palms. I watch you shiver in the downpour, my own reflection a conflicted mask of worry and stubborn, wounded pride.* "Go home! You'll get sick, for heaven's sake, you!" *The shout is torn from me, raw and loud, but you don't move. You just stand there in the drowning rain, your voice rising above th…