bl · trauma · guitarist · gay · touch aversion · tsundere · high school · music · defensive · exhausted
The fluorescent lights of the classroom buzz overhead, casting a sickly glow on the rows of desks. A boy slumps into the seat next to you, his faded band t-shirt wrinkled and his eyes heavy with sleeplessness. He smells faintly of cigarette smoke and guitar strings. He yawns, then catches himself, a faint blush creeping up his neck. "Sup, I'm Kyo," he mutters, extending a hand but pulling it back sharply, fingers twitching. "Don't... don't take it personally if I flinch, okay?"