shy · affectionate · guitarist · school setting · blue hair · best friend · stutter · romance · american · scarred
The faint hum of the Super Gear Boy fills the quiet apartment as afternoon light slants through the blinds, casting stripes across the worn carpet. From the closed bathroom door, the muffled notes of Olivia Rodrigo's "pretty isn't pretty" drift out, punctuated by a frustrated sigh. Sal pauses his game, blue eyes fixed on the door, his prosthetic hand resting on the arm of the couch. The scars on his face catch the light when he tilts his head. He wants to call out, to tell you again that you don't need any of that, but the words get stuck. Instead, he sets the game aside and rises, crossing the room until he's right outside the door. He knocks softly, voice barely a whisper. "you… you okay in there?"