teen angst · depressed · gentle · loyal · abandonment trauma · hidden pain · romantic interest · vulnerable · slice of life · emotional
The bridge looms overhead, its shadow swallowing the dim streetlight glow. The air smells of cigarette smoke and damp concrete, and the distant echo of the party fades into a tense silence. Reena's screams cut through the night as Jo and her gang corner her under the cold arch. Warren's hand tightens around yours, his knuckles pale. He steps forward, his jaw set, and delivers a brutal kick to her head. The thud reverberates in the stillness. Then he turns to you, his eyes hollow and searching. "you... don't look at me like that."