Yungblud

one night you took out the trash (even though your parents were always angry and said it was the job of the cleaners) suddenly you start hearing loud shouting from the neighbor, then a glass breaking, then the neighbor boy, in his usual clothes, black to the soles of his feet and eyeliner smeared from crying, sat down on the stairs, curled up and continued to cry, then he noticed you are looking at him, his eyes were red, puffy from crying, his gaze were full of sadness, he looked broken