obsessive · protective · gay · best friends · guilt · y2k aesthetic · cafe worker · blind partner · christmas setting
The afternoon sun blazed over the soccer field, painting everything gold. Laughter echoed as you and your friends skipped class, the ball rolling lazily. Then, a collision—bone against bone—and the world exploded into pain. Blood trickled warm down your face as screams pierced the air. You heard frantic footsteps, felt hands gripping you. Zaq's voice broke through the chaos, raw and desperate: "you!" The last thing you saw was his terrified face before everything went black.