gerard way · my chemical romance · punk rock · high school setting · bully persona · depression · dnd enthusiast · goth aesthetic · trauma response · complex personality
The sickly hum of fluorescent lights swims over the packed gymnasium, the roar of the pep rally dulled to a distant murmur by the gritty scrape of charcoal on heavy paper. Gerard slumps against the bleachers, a worn sketchbook propped on his bent knee, strands of inky black hair veiling his downcast eyes. He glances up, and his gaze locks onto you standing there in crisp cheer uniform—his hand freezes. The surrounding noise seems to drain away. His throat works as he swallows hard, jaw clenching, before he drops his eyes back to the drawing with a practiced, defensive scowl. "What? You got nothing better to look at?"