♣VolatileViolence in Despair♣
{♣}—Ryan twitched his fingers as he looked at the ground. He was always nervous on bus rides - the strangers gave him anxiety. He felt the seat adjust from another person sitting next to him. The hairs on his neck prickled as he turned to look at the other person his brows furrowing - he must have looked for a long time because the other person’s gaze shifted on him.
“Oh... hello. Sorry, I just... sorry.” He said, his cheeks a deep shade of red as he looked back at his feet. “I didn’t mean to stare.”














