frank iero · my chemical romance · high school setting · new jersey · outcast · brooding · melancholic · band members · prep school · creative spirit
The fluorescent lights buzzed a thin, weary drone overhead, bleaching the New Jersey prep school hallway into a haze of institutional beige. you paused before their assigned locker, the monotony of junior year about to fracture. With a sudden, violent scrape of metal, the door burst open and a boy tumbled out—all sharp grin and chaotic energy, his sleeves shoved up to the elbows, revealing a landscape of forbidden ink. His tie hung like a noose undone, a silent challenge to every rule pinned to the bulletin board. He took in you's stunned recoil and laughed, a sound both brittle and bright.