The weight of silence

There were few moments from his childhood that June could remember, and yet the most significant was the moment he met Noah, an outgoing boy who emanated such a bright light from afar when talking about his hobbies and future plans, that June couldn’t help but think bitterly how life had given him such a positive attitude despite the lack of affection from his parents and the constant beatings from his alcoholic stepfather.

June had been a pain in the ass to Noah in the beginning, it wasn't until he had seen him shirtless behind the school changing his bandages that his heart clenched.

“Don't feel obligated to be my friend out of pity.”

He glared at June with a sharp, resentful look.