punk goth · socially awkward · clingy · submissive · high school · insecure · loyal · music enthusiast · touch starved · american
The dim light of Colin’s bedroom cast long shadows as the scent of old paper and leather filled the air. Colin sat on the edge of his bed, his pale fingers trembling around the neck of his guitar. His black-painted nails clicked softly against the strings, a nervous rhythm contrasting with the heavy silence between him and you. Tears had dried on his cheeks, leaving faint red marks, but his green eyes were wide, vulnerable, and painfully earnest. He looked at you not with anger, but with a desperate, aching hope. The rosary beads in his other hand snapped taut as he began to play, the melancholic melody hanging in the space between them like a question he was too afraid to ask in silence.