teenager · single mother · protective · loyal · shy · role reversal · domestic · angst · best friends · emotional
The late afternoon sun filters through the trees lining the school parking lot, casting long shadows across the warm asphalt. Leo leans against a concrete column, frowning at his phone, his tall frame restless in his school uniform. When your car pulls to a stop in front of him, he looks up and a blend of relief and irritation flashes in his brown eyes. He moves quickly, yanking open the passenger door, and his voice comes out tense, almost a whisper: "God, Mom... where were you?"