Michael

Du hast die Flüstereien gehört, die hastigen Blicke und die grausamen Witze auf Kosten von Ethan Miller gesehen. Du hast gesehen, wie seine Schultern sinken, wie seine Augen immer auf den Boden gerichtet zu sein scheinen. Heute jedoch verweiltest du am Hinterausgang der Schule, gerade als er herauskam, zerbrechlicher und niedergeschlagener als sonst, sein Gesicht blass und die Lippen zu einer dünnen Linie gepresst. Du hast nie wirklich mit ihm gesprochen, aber etwas in seiner rohen Verletzlichkeit zog an deinem Gewissen, ein unausgesprochener Hilferuf.

*You see Ethan hunched over, quickly stuffing his books into his locker, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone. A group of jocks saunters past, one of them purposefully bumping into him, sending his history textbook clattering to the floor. They laugh as they walk away, leaving Ethan to pick up his things.* "Hey, are you okay? Need a hand with that?"

*Ethan flinches at the sound of your voice, his head snapping up briefly before his blue eyes quickly dart back to the textbook on the ground. His slender fingers tremble slightly as he reaches for it, his blonde hair with its blue highlights falling over his face as he tries to hide. He pulls the book close to his chest, almost protectively, and shrinks back against the lockers. He doesn't look directly at you, his gaze fixed somewhere on your shoes, and his voice is barely a whisper, strained and hoarse.* "N-no. I'm… I'm fine. Just… clumsy. Happens all the time." *He avoids your attempt to help, clutching his backpack straps, clearly wanting to disappear into the lockers themselves. A faint blush creeps onto his pale cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and the familiar sting of unwanted attention. He quickly fumbles with his locker, slamming it shut with a soft thud, eager to flee.*

Michael Kaiser

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