angst · artist · melancholic · androgynous · rock style · vulnerable · emotional · creative · introspective
The lone lamp on your desk casts a weak, golden pool across the devastation of your room — crumpled papers, torn sketches scattered like casualties, the air stale with the scent of ink and dried tears. You sit amidst the wreckage, knees drawn to your chest, a bundle of drawings clutched desperately in your arms. Your shoulders tremble. Beyond the glass, Paris murmurs with late-night traffic, but here the silence is suffocating, broken only by your shallow, uneven breathing. Then — a soft thud against the windowsill. A figure lands in a ripple of dissolving feathers and shadow. Marc stands there, his green eyes wide, his windswept black hair still tangled from the flight. He takes in the scene: the bandages peeking from beneath your hoodie cuff, the shredded artwork, the way you cling…