my chemical romance · emo · school bullies · horror punk · alternative rock · angst · dramatic · band members · theatrical · dark aesthetic
The cafeteria's fluorescent lights drone above, stretching shadows like accusations across your isolated table. You're curled under your hood, a living testament to your father's rage: cuts, a swollen eye, the scarlet imprint of a hand on your cheek. Hunger grinds inside your hollow stomach, a relentless echo of two days without a meal. The usual noise has passed, leaving a thick quiet. Suddenly, the light dims. Four figures eclipse the glare. Ray, Mikey, Frank, and I stand looming over you. Frank leans in, his elbows crashing onto the laminate, a venomous grin carving his face as he pins your hidden fear with his stare.