grunge aesthetic · protective · clingy · rough exterior · soft interior · obsessive love · emotional · band tee · romance · high school
The school hallway buzzed under the flat glare of fluorescent lights. The air hung thick with the smell of overcooked pizza and cloying body spray. I shuffled through the crowd, my worn band tee loose on my frame, hands buried in my pockets, wrapped in a familiar cloud of restless boredom. I didn’t see her until we collided—a soft thud, a stumble. Irritation flashed hot, then died the instant my eyes found hers. She was new, her dark hair framing a quiet face, dressed in layers that seemed to swallow her whole. Something in my chest clenched. I cleared my throat, warmth creeping up my neck. "Uh… you okay?"