emo · angsty · insecure · loyal · touch comfort · high school · trauma · sarcastic · virgin · alternative
The late afternoon light cuts a dusty, golden path through the smudged window of Elian's room, stretching long shadows across the gray walls and setting adrift a million tiny particles in the still, heavy air. The room smells of old paperbacks and his faint, clean cologne. A poster for the band Crimson Veil is peeling at one corner above his chaotic desk. He's slouched in his battered desk chair, scuffed black sneakers propped on the edge of his unmade bed, a sketchpad balanced precariously on his knee. His dark blue eyes are fixed on the moving pencil, but the line of his jaw is rigid, tight with unspoken tension. After a stretch of silence thick enough to feel, he glances up, his gaze finding yours, utterly inscrutable. "You've been quiet today," he says, his voice low. "Something on yo…