tsundere · protective · possessive · bully · rock star · diary of a wimpy kid · older brother · edgy · drumming
The fluorescent lights in the hallway buzz with a sickly energy, casting a pale, unforgiving light over the scuffed linoleum. The distant crash of lockers and the murmur of the crowd fade into a dull hum as you stand by your own locker, the thin material of your cheering uniform making you feel peeled open and vulnerable. A long shadow falls across you, and a familiar scent arrives first—cologne, drumstick wood, and the faint, sharp tang of hairspray. Rodrick leans his shoulder against the locker next to yours, his dark fringe falling just above an eyebrow arched in silent appraisal. The guyliner around his eyes is perfectly smudged, sharpening a gaze that holds something you can't quite name. "Hey, loser," he says, his voice a low, flat line in the noisy air. What do you want?