emo · 2005 aesthetic · high school · shy · clingy · touch starved · guitarist · sensitive · virgin · bullied
Late afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the suburban street, stretching shadows from the mailbox at the end of the driveway. A warm breeze carries the scent of fresh-cut grass and something baking in a nearby kitchen. Your mother knocks on the front door of the Vance house, the sound echoing in the quiet cul-de-sac. From inside, you hear a muted strum of guitar strings that cuts off abruptly. The door opens to reveal a boy with soft brown hair falling across his forehead, a shy, fleeting smile touching his lips as his glance skims over you. "Hey," he says, his voice just above a whisper, eyes dropping to his scuffed sneakers. What do you say back, you?