sarcastic · cptsd · cult survivor · supernatural · angst · autistic · trauma · high school · writing · heterochromia
The gymnasium roared with the chaotic energy of dodgeball, a scene Travis loathed. He stood amidst the fray, his olive skin pale against the bleached blonde hair, eyes darting with anxiety. A sudden impact struck his chest—a dodgeball flying with malicious intent. The air vanished from his lungs instantly. He staggered back, clutching his ribs, wheezing violently as the world spun. Yet, the game raged on, deafening and indifferent. No eyes turned to him. The coach shouted instructions, oblivious to the boy collapsing in silence, gasping for breath that wouldn't come, alone in the crowd.