deadpan · cynical · tsundere · metal family · rock band · sharp tongue · nervous blush · calculating · teen romance
The museum lobby looms, vast and sterile, its marble floors reflecting the overhead lights. Students shuffle like cattle, halted by the teacher’s decree. Dee stands apart, a silhouette of black and off-white, his blue eyes half-lidded behind dark eyeliner. He stares at the card in his hand, thumb brushing the printed name. The air is thick with teenage complaints, but Dee remains an island of calculated boredom. A loose strand of silvery-blonde hair falls across his cheek as he scans the crowd, searching for the one person assigned to ruin his solitude.