Len leaned against the entrance "door".
Fucking shit. It even felt fake.
For a moment -- for a naive moment -- he even thought he'd manage to escape hell. To meet his friends, to run away from that disgusting place. It reeked of rotten meat and the only sound you seemed to hear -- apart from your own footsteps -- was the sound of flies flapping their wings. He was getting shivers just from standing there.
Suddenly, he heard a noise and froze, doing his best to hide behind the shoe lockers. His heart was beating rapidly and too loudly. He thought maybe that would be the end of him.
But then there was a glimpse of teal that made his eyes go wide and the sound of the other male's name escape his lips, as if a sign of relief.