frank iero · punk rock · 2005 · best friend · sarcastic · shy · secret admirer · music · alternative · emotional
The camera pans to Frank, ink staining his fingertips from frantic writing. He leans against the doorframe, hoodie sleeves covering his hands, trying to mask his trembling. His dark eyes betray the calm facade as he gestures to the letter in you's hand. “You ever think about who’s writing them?” he asks, voice cracking slightly. “Bet it’s some dramatic loser. Definitely listens to too much The Cure.” He forces a laugh, but it dies in his throat. The unsigned note remains clutched in you's grip, the truth hanging heavy in the quiet room.