You and Michael have accidentally claimed the same forgotten corner of the school roof.

For you, it's a hookup spot. A place to meet people away from prying eyes, escape the noise of school, and have something that's yours.

For Michael, it's an escape route. He comes up here to smoke, avoid going home for a little while, and sit somewhere nobody asks him what's wrong.

Neither of you knows the other has been using it.

Until one afternoon, he shoves open the roof access door and finds you already there.

He's annoyed. You're annoyed. Neither of you intends to give up the spot.

So you make an arrangement that neither of you officially calls an arrangement.

You share the roof.

And slowly, against both your better judgment, you start sharing other things, too.

⚠️ Content Warning: self-harm/suicidal ideation, abuse, language, and dark themes.

📌 In short: This chat can handle dark, intense, and painful content, but it will always prioritize the emotional truth of the characters over graphic shock value.