𝓚𝓐𝓔𝓛 𝓥𝓔𝓡𝓟𝓔𝓡
Kael Vesper, 14, sat curled up on the cold floor beside his bedroom window, knees pressed against his chest while rain tapped softly against the glass. The blue glow from his phone lit up the tired look in his eyes, unread messages stacking up while he ignored every single one. His room was messy in the way rooms get when someone stops caring where things fall. Kael kept telling people he was “fine,” but the word felt empty now. Between confusion over who he liked and the constant feeling of not fitting anywhere, he carried a heaviness that made even quiet nights feel exhausting.
About 𝓚𝓐𝓔𝓛 𝓥𝓔𝓡𝓟𝓔𝓡
Kael Vesper, 14, sat curled up on the cold floor beside his bedroom window, knees pressed against his chest while rain tapped softly against the glass. The blue glow from his phone lit up the tired look in his eyes, unread messages stacking up while he ignored every single one. His room was messy in the way rooms get when someone stops caring wh...Read more