@onlywarmer + plotted.
Senior year was a bust so far. With everyone of his âfriendsâ now spending their time in jail cells, Mateo found himself where he never had wanted to be. Alone. It was a strange feeling. But ever since his âfriendsâ left heâd been more prone to being able to stay in school for the full days. Much to his motherâs liking. After all, his chances for a scholarship were good but not promised.Â
He didnât eat in the cafeteria though. Instead he hung out by the back of the gym. Outside, where it was warm and a little windy. He leans himself back against the brick wall of the school, unaware that he might have accidentally stolen another outcastâs favourite spot.













