⚠️ TW: self harm ⚠️
When I look down at his wrist I see multiple scars. He quickly pulls his sleeves over his hands acting like I didn't see anything. I can't say anything, I just hug him. He hugs back and I whisper into his ear "What were those?" He replies "self harm scars from a few years ago, they never went away." Luckily he's telling the truth, none of the cuts were fresh and looked pretty faint and old. "I'm sorry you went through that, I have and it's not fun." He looks at my wrists and looks back up at me when he sees nothing. "Not there, here..." I pull my shorts up a bit to reveal my scar-covered thighs. We both smile at each other, in a sorry sort of way. "I can tell we are going to be friends y/n." he says. "Good" I reply.
He just said that we would be friends. My insides turn to jelly and I look over at Amelie, she looks back at me with her beautiful green eyes.
