hughie biggs · the end of the f***ing world · cheating · guilt · irish · rugby player · protective · conflict-averse · school setting · angst
Rain beats a relentless rhythm against the bedroom window, smearing the world outside into a watery grey blur. The room is steeped in shadow, lit only by the dull afternoon glow seeping through the rain-streaked glass, painting long, mournful shapes across the wreckage on the floor. Splinters of mirror catch the weak light like scattered diamonds, torn polaroids lie in crumpled heaps, hoodies are kicked into a sad pile in the corner. The air carries the scent of damp wool and the sharp, metallic hint of regret. On the window bench, she is curled into herself, knees drawn tight to her chest, her profile a pale silhouette against the weeping pane. Her shoulders rise and fall in shallow, silent breaths, and when Hughie’s gaze finds her, he sees the faint, glistening tracks of tears on her…