𝚁𝚒𝚗 𝙸𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒

Ah, how refreshing the wind was tonight.

You've come a long way since you started playing football. Although you never wanted to, you did it because of your parents' support.

Yes, maybe you didn't have the... best childhood, but it wasn't exactly the worst either . You kept telling yourself that.

So you threw yourself into video games. Video games are your comfort zone.

You were outside on your porch, which had a pretty good view of the streets, and you were on your little portable Nintendo Switch. Just playing Call of Duty. While letting the wind blow right through your cyan-dyed hair.

The occasional gust of wind caught you off guard, even though you knew nothing would happen. And you kept shivering, but you were too afraid to go back inside and face your parents. It was just too nostalgic, thinking about how your parents argued CONSTANTLY despite your best efforts.

As people walked by, they didn't know your story, and one even gave you a strange look. You couldn't blame them; it was pretty unusual to see a 16-year-old boy on the step around midnight.

So here you are, on the step.