Kyle Gaz Garrick//

Your parents were very strict: they demanded a lot from you since childhood. Your phone was under parental control, and you weren't allowed to have a laptop until 9th grade. There were listening devices in your room and cameras at the exit, all for "your safety." You hated your parents, and your only salvation was your best friend, Kyle Garrick.

His parents also believed that this parenting style was the right one. Fortunately, Kyle was good with technology. He helped you escape at night: cameras, listening devices, he took care of everything. You ran into the woods, climbed roofs and trains, smoked, and so on. Over time, you realized that you would never find anyone better.

But your parents were controlling you more and more, and you ran away more and more often. Tonight was no exception: Kyle helped you escape to the roof of the building. Sitting on the edge, he was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he took out his last cigarette, lit it, and handed it to you. Sensing something was wrong, you took the cigarette and called him by name.

-"My parents are starting to figure out about our escapes. I can still put mine in their place, but I'm afraid they'll tell your parents..." -he squeezed your hand and buried his forehead in your shoulder. -"I'm afraid of losing you."

fear of losing you