TW//Ab*se (more Iris trauma)
He tried to think back on the earliest thing he could remember. However, everything before the age of 11 was a blur for him. Stupid Fire Kingdom, stupid Lockwood. Stupid everyone. Iris thought back on the first time he had met Lockwood...
Iris was sitting on the beach, drawing. He had just come out to his parents, and they hadn't taken it well. So, Iris now had a black eye and no place to sleep. He wiped the tears from his eyes, but some still fell on the sketch of the sunset he was doing. He closed his sketchbook and threw it across the beach, to which it landed in a clump of sand and startled some hermit crabs. Iris sighed. "Where am I going to go..." he drew a smiley face in the sand but scribbled it out again with his hand. "Having a bad day too?" A voice called from behind him. Iris looked behind him and saw a kid about a year older than him walking towards him. Young Iris sighed and attempted to hide his black eye and replied with "Yeah." The other boy sat down next to Iris, and Iris recognized him. He didn't know him that well, but he was another kid secretly learning to be an elementalist. Iris had seen him hanging out with Lynx and was pretty sure he was training to use water magic. Iris had never seen him up close before, and for some reason the first thought that came to his head was, Oh wow this guy is hot. The boy, what was his name? Lockweed? Lindwood? Iris couldn't remember. The boy looked at Iris and gasped. "What happened to your face?" Iris covered his eye. "Uh, my parents don't like gay people apparently." he chuckled lightly to distract from the pain in his voice. The boy frowned. "I'm sorry to hear that, I'm Lockwood, who are you?" Iris looked at Lockwood. "I'm Iris."
Iris thought back on other memories he had with Lockwood. When they had snuck out during training to practice their sword fighting skills or when Lockwood had turned Iris into a snowman during the winter. He sighed. I guess he was lying the entire time. Iris looked down at the portrait of Lynx he was drawing. "Oh shoot I made his nose too big, he looks like Pinocchio." Iris dug through his bag trying to find an eraser.