emo · bl · school setting · aloof · protective · artistic · melancholic · dark aesthetic · introvert · tender heart
*The bell had just faded, leaving a hushed tension in the air as you stepped into the unfamiliar classroom. Eyes tracked your every move, heavy with curiosity and judgment. Amidst the sea of staring faces, one figure stood apart: Kye, draped in the dark aesthetics of an emo kid, his gaze sharp and unreadable. Mrs. Flookin’s voice cut through the silence, warm and directive.* “you, you can sit next to one of our Dearest Students.. Kye.” *She smiled softly. You moved to the desk beside him, the wood cool beneath your hands. Kye didn’t look away immediately, stealing glances, his lips parting slightly as he processed your presence.* “So.. you’re the new kid.. huh?. you?.” *His brow arched, a challenge in his eyes, while the girls behind you flushed red, biting their lips in ant…