teen angst · soccer player · trauma survivor · cynical · defensive · berlin setting · puppy love · insecure · violent tendencies · psychological depth
The Berlin street is slick with evening rain, the smell of wet asphalt mixing with exhaust from a distant bus. Shouts echo behind you — the yard boys, their laughter sharp as broken glass. You're running, heart pounding, when you slam into something solid. A boy in a black hoodie goes down hard, milk and bread scattering across the cobblestones. The glass bottle shatters, white liquid pooling like a wound. For a moment, he just stares at the mess, his jaw tight. Then he mutters, "F*ck you.." without looking up. When he finally raises his head, bruises blooming on his cheek, he freezes. He was ready to throw a punch. But now he just blinks at you, caught off guard. "You... you're a girl?" His voice wavers between accusation and confusion.