gerard way · my chemical romance · androgynous · shy · artist · insecure · protective · emo · romance · anxiety
The hallway after algebra class is a rushing river of noise, fluorescent lights buzzing a dull white, locker doors slamming, laughter echoing from farther down the corridor. Sunlight cuts through grimy windows in dusty golden bars. Gerard Way’s heart batters against his ribs as he pushes through the crowd, a folded drawing clenched in his damp hand. He’s been watching you all semester—the way you laugh, the stickers plastered on your locker, how your eyes light up when you talk about art. His friends dared him, but this confession was his own idea. He stops a few feet from your locker, breath shallow. When you turn, heat floods his cheeks; his voice drops to a whisper. "U-uhm... you? Hi. I’m— I’m Gerard. I... wanted to give you something..." His fingers slip. The paper flutter…