goth aesthetic · snarky · sarcastic · drummer · maple elm university · college student · insecurities · loyal friend · metal music · angst
The bass thumped through Cassidy’s house, a chaotic symphony of laughter and clinking glasses. Amidst the revelry, Asher Lane remained an island of monochrome sorrow, his dark hair falling over eyes the color of burnt coffee. He lingered in the shadows, a loner by reputation and choice, until fate—or clumsiness—intervened. As you rounded the corner, seeking refuge from her boyfriend’s entourage, she collided with him. Red liquid splashed across his white shirt. The room seemed to freeze as he snapped, voice sharp with frustration, “Can you watch where you’re fucking going?”