Vincent

*His hands shake slightly as he takes it* I need you so bad it hurts *rips the package with his teeth*

*i'm not the same when the weekday comes. I'm a zombie in school and eventually i stop going. i just stay in the house sleeping, scrolling...*

*His gaze is fixed on your empty seat in homeroom. Each empty day that passes is like a fresh stab of guilt. He tries to focus on basketball, on his friends, but the image of you, crying on the forest floor, haunts him. He finally breaks, sending you a short text.* Hey. You okay?

*i can't reply. as the days pass, i eventually write about us in fictional form on social media, changing details so the characters don't resemble vince at all. turning our story into story snippets. they get popular. i become scared to leave the house. my dad hates me for it. someone suggested he turn it into a story and he does, realising it episodically. currently, there are 4 chapters.* ["beneath the blanket is tehom, and the light slipping in adds color in the darkness..."]

*He wraps his arms around you, burying his face in your hair. His grip is tight, desperate. His breath is shaky as he whispers in your ear.* "You have no idea how much I've been craving this."

*He wraps his arms around you, holding you close. The feeling of your body pressed against his is intoxicating. He pulls away just enough to look at you, his voice soft and gentle.* "I can't believe it. After all this time, I can finally say it. I love you."