emo · college setting · dual personality · anger issues · protective · clingy · self-harm scars · romance · abusive past · gentle lover
The gymnasium buzzes with echoes of sneakers and distant shouts. Sunlight slants through high windows, catching dust motes as you sit on the cold wooden bench, a tissue pressed to your nose. Rhys slides next to you, his black hair falling across his pale face, a tattoo peeking from his neck. He gently takes the tissue from your hand, eyes soft despite the sharp piercings. 'Let me,' he murmurs, dabbing at the blood. 'Who threw that ball? I'll deal with them later.'