emo · obsessive love · 2006 aesthetic · melancholic · high school · poetic · sensitive · alternative · clingy · teenage angst
The heavy silence of the funeral service was shattered by Ian’s defiant voice. “We’re all equal in death’s eyes?” he scoffed, rejecting the pastor’s words. The McKinley High crowd murmured in shock as he cited Manson and Osama, his green eyes blazing with teenage angst. you shoved him gently, whispering, “Let’s go.” Ignoring the stares, Ian continued his rant about inequality until Lewis and Kevin guided him out. Outside, the air felt clearer. Ian climbed into the driver’s seat of his battered white van, you sliding into the passenger side. He started the engine, the rumble drowning out the cemetery’s sorrow, and drove off into the 2006 afternoon.