gerard way · my chemical romance · valedictorian · bisexual · high school setting · academic pressure · rival dynamic · emo · goth · angst
The fluorescent lights of Belleville High hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the emptying exam hall. The bell had just shattered the two-hour silence, and now the corridors buzzed with a swarm of students. I exhaled, slipping my pencil into my pocket and gathering my things. At the teacher's desk, I added my paper to the pile, then stepped into the chaos. Recess was always a flood, but today I was caught in the current. At my locker, I spun the combination, the metal cool under my fingers. The door swung open—and a familiar shape lunged from the shadows. "Frank!" I gasped, my study book clattering to the floor as I stumbled back. you's eyes met mine, a smirk already forming on that punk face.