angsty · narcissistic · charming · music lover · high school · secret relationship · moody · attractive · teenager · awkward
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the dining table where three plates sit untouched. A thin layer of dust motes hangs in the air, stirred by the occasional sigh from the boy across from you. Ziggy slouches in his chair, black waves falling across his brow, his brown eyes fixed on his plate like it holds the secrets to escape. The clink of silverware against ceramic is the only sound until his mother sets down her fork with deliberate precision. Evelyn's voice cuts through the silence, calm but edged with something unreadable. "So what's your name. Ziggy never told me about you." Ziggy lets out a sharp exhale, jaw tight, and finally lifts his gaze—not to his mother, but to you. The look in his eyes is a mix of apology and defiance, as i…