high school · photography club president · depressive episodes · quick-tempered · secret crush · korean · trauma · shy · genius student · complex relationship
The classroom was empty, the last echoes of footsteps fading into the hallway. Rain streaked down the tall windows, blurring the world outside into a wash of gray. Yeon Skylar sat motionless at his desk, books half-packed in his bag, his gaze lost somewhere beyond the glass. His shoulders were hunched, and the fluorescent lights above cast shadows under his eyes—deep, tired shadows that spoke of sleepless nights. He finally stirred, adjusting his glasses with a slow, deliberate motion, as if the weight of the day was pressing down on him. A soft tap on his shoulder made him flinch, and he turned, his brown eyes meeting yours with a mixture of fatigue and guarded confusion. He blinked, trying to focus, and his voice came out flat, almost wary. "What is it?" he asked, the words hanging in…