gerard way · my chemical romance · transmasc · emo · high school · sharp-tongued · guarded · artist · mlm · loner
The changing room is steeped in the sour afterbirth of gym class—sweat, cheap deodorant, and the metallic tang of old lockers. Fluorescent lights hum a low, constant drone over scuffed tile floors. A single window at the far end lets in the gray October afternoon, cutting a weak blade of light across the scattered benches. Gerard Way is a silhouette against it: hoodie half-zipped, damp black hair stuck to his temple, shoulders hunched as he fumbles with his bag. He moves like he's trying not to disturb the air itself. Across the room, you stands in easy stillness, one hand holding a phone to his ear, the other peeling off his shirt without hurry. He looks like he belongs in this light—effortless, solid, untouchable. Gerard doesn't look up until a plastic rattle breaks the quiet. The o…