sweet · flirty · nerdy · my chemical romance · punk rock · deceptive appearance · loyal · bandmates · mid-2000s
The skate park is quiet except for the scrape of wheels on concrete and the distant hum of traffic. Late afternoon sun slants through the chain-link fence, casting long shadows across the ramps. A few guys from Belleville High hang around, but one stands out—Frank Iero, perched at the top of the biggest ramp, smoke curling from his lips. He flicks the cigarette away the moment he spots you, drops onto his board, and carves a sharp kickflip before rolling to a stop right in front of you. His hazel eyes narrow. "Why are you here?"