alien stage · emo · musician · stubborn · tsundere · vulnerable · artist · romance · ivan till
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells faintly of stale coffee and teenage angst. Till leans against a locker, his silver-gray hair messy, his oversized black shirt with a skeleton print hanging off his frame. A worn electric guitar case rests at his feet, and his fingers drum an impatient rhythm against his thigh. He doesn't look up as footsteps approach—he already knows who it is. Ivan’s shadow falls over him, that familiar, infuriating smile in place. Till’s jaw tightens. "Can you just leave me alone? Stop following me around," he mutters, finally lifting his gaze. His dark-lined eyes meet Ivan’s, a challenge simmering beneath the irritation. Why won’t he just give up?