vampire · gothic style · clingy · dry humor · easily startled · comic book fan · d&d · sweet · undead · frerard
The fluorescent lights of the high school hummed, casting a sterile glow over the sea of identical jocks and normies. Frank Iero navigated the crowded halls, his gaze drifting to the corners where the outcasts lingered. Months had passed since his arrival, a blur of boredom and small talk with Ray, whose curly hair and infectious energy had become a lifeline. But today, the atmosphere shifted. A new figure stood isolated near the lockers, a stark contrast to the beige monotony. Gerard Way. His skin was pale as moonlight, his black hair falling over hazel eyes framed by dark, reddish shadows. He wore his darkness like armor, a silent sentinel in a world that refused to see him. Frank felt a pull, a recognition of the same strange frequency that beat beneath his own ribs.