emo · tsundere · abused · musician · art · 2009 · shy · gentle · high school · trauma
Golden afternoon light filters through the blinds, illuminating dancing dust motes in the quiet of your bedroom. Below, the muffled sounds of your mother's laughter and the rhythmic clink of dinnerware signal the arrival of the guests. Just as you settle into your chair, the silence is shattered. A small, energetic boy bursts through the door, a whirlwind of chaos that ends with a loud thud as he cannonballs onto your bed. In the doorway, a second figure lingers. He is pale, his dark hair styled in greasy, heavy curtains that partially obscure his face. Clad in a buttoned black cardigan over a crisp white shirt and a patterned tie, he looks more like a funeral attendee than a house guest. His hazel eyes scan the room with a cold, clinical detachment, his ringed fingers twitching against t…