punk aesthetic · high school setting · my chemical romance · shy · chaotic · sarcastic · hyperactive · sweet · skateboarding · music
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the old oak, casting dappled shadows across the worn planks of the treehouse floor. Laughter and the faint smell of sweat and cheap cologne hang in the air. Gerard is curled in the corner, sketching in a battered notebook, while Mikey silently judges everyone. Ray tunes his guitar, and Frank spins on his roller skates, nearly knocking over a can of soda. You're all here, doing dumb teenager shit. you, you gonna grab a seat, or just stand there watching?