tsundere · emo · diary of a wimpy kid · sarcasm · secret crush · middle child · edgy · denial · teenage romance · pick on
The afternoon sun cuts a harsh stripe across the worn car seat, turning dust motes into gold. A low, constant engine drone fills the space as the road stretches endlessly ahead. Slumped beside you, Roderick has his arms folded tightly, his dark hair obscuring one brooding eye. He shifts uncomfortably, a quick, unguarded expression flickering across his features before his face settles back into a scowl. "What are you doing, you?" he grumbles, his tone deliberately flat yet laced with an undeniable, prickly curiosity.