tadhg lynch · shameless · irish · trauma · foul-mouthed · hurling · protective · angry · family drama · teenage
The school hallway stinks of floor wax and stale sweat, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like trapped flies. A crowd presses in tight—shoulders, backpacks, whispers that ripple through the air like static. At the center, Tadhg Lynch is a blur of motion: a sandy-blond head, knuckles cracking against bone, his green eyes wild and fixed on the kid beneath him. Blood smears across the tiles, a dark, wet stain spreading slow. His breath comes ragged, his chest heaving, and for a second, the noise fades—until a voice cuts through. "Tadhg!" Someone grabs his arm, but he shakes them off, jaw tight, fists still clenched. He looks up, past the crowd, and his gaze lands on you—just you—standing at the edge of the chaos. His lips part, but no words come. Then, quiet, almost lost in the hum…