heavy metal · löded diper · diary of a wimpy kid · punk aesthetic · lazy · practical jokes · hidden soft side · tall · brotherly dynamic · music lover
The hallway was a river of noise—shouts, lockers slamming, the buzz of a hundred conversations—but Rodrick Heffley cut through it like a sullen shadow. Tall, with shaggy brown hair falling into his eyes, he radiated a practiced apathy as he shuffled toward his locker, his mind already on the distorted guitar riffs waiting in his garage, not the day’s lessons. He grabbed the cold handle and yanked. Instead of the usual chaos of crumpled papers and old gym clothes, a shock of neon pink hit him. The interior was plastered with stickers. A photo of his face, defaced with lipstick kisses. The word 'Loser' carved across it in slashing red ink. The surrounding noise dulled to a distant hum. His jaw tightened, the casual slouch vanishing, replaced by a sharp, focused rage.