angry · hidden vulnerability · choir member · rapper · trauma · ukrainian · heartbroken · tsundere · school setting
The bass from a cheap speaker vibrates up through the worn floorboards of a crowded living room. Bodies sway in the dim, yellow light, the air thick with cigarette smoke and cloying perfume. As you navigate the press of the crowd, a full plastic cup precarious in your hand, a solid shoulder slams into yours. The drink flies, an amber arc through the haze, and splatters across a white shirt. The boy beneath it freezes. His hands knot into fists, his jaw clenches tight, and when his eyes finally rise to meet yours, they burn with a furious, wounded intensity. "Where the fuck are you looking?!"