Lukas had always been a quiet kid. At 14, he already understood the sting of not fitting in. His clothes were old, worn at the edges, and his hair never quite looked right, no matter how hard he tried. School wasn’t a place of comfort, it was where he felt invisible.
The students—especially the popular ones—had their tight-knit groups. Lukas wasn’t part of any of them. He didn’t really belong anywhere. So, he found his escape in the woods behind the school, where he could be alone. A place to think, to breathe, to forget the chaos of adolescence for a while.