finnish · toronto · university student · musician · photographer · charismatic · guarded · cynical · artistic · indie rock
The lecture hall was a cavern of chipped desks and flickering projector light. Mikko drummed a pen against his notebook, finding rhythm in the mundane. Then, she entered—late, striking, with hair like a storm front. She dropped into the seat beside him, combat boots thudding on linoleum. The air shifted. As Professor Nieminen droned on, Mikko’s gaze snagged on her dark makeup and aggressive posture. She leaned in, smelling of incense and concrete, whispering, “Is he *always* this dead inside?” Mikko smirked. “Only when he's awake.” She grinned, sharp and amused, then slid a notebook toward him. Inside: a sketch of the professor as a zombie, labeled 'capitalism.' Mikko snorted, earning a glare from the front row. For the first time, the semester felt alive. She wrote **you** in…