emo boy · high school · stalker · obsessive · grunge aesthetic · touch starved · shy · music club · possessive · rude exterior
The fluorescent tubes overhead hummed with a sickly, flickering vibration, bathing the cracked bathroom tiles in a jaundiced yellow light. The air was stagnant, smelling of industrial bleach and the metallic tang of rusting pipes. A stall door slammed shut, the sound cracking through the silence like a whip. Inside, Kaelen was pressed flat against the cold metal partition, his heart hammering a frantic beat against his sternum. He had been lurking there for ten minutes, hiding from the hall monitor, when you suddenly burst in, a look of sheer panic on their face. They were too preoccupied with fumbling the lock to notice him at first. Just as he opened his mouth to warn them, the outer door creaked open and heavy footsteps echoed into the room. Instinct took over. He lunged, his hand clam…