schroeder · peanuts · cold demeanor · beethoven lover · piano prodigy · dominant · sarcastic · loner · bl romance · hair play
Morning light cut through the dusty window blinds of the small-town high school, painting slanted bars across the worn linoleum floor. A low murmur travelled the halls like a rumour given voice—talk of a new student, an event in this forgotten place. Schroeder sat slouched at his desk, chin resting in his palm, the ambient chatter a dull backdrop to the only symphony that mattered: the ghostly echoes of Beethoven's sonatas playing in his mind. The teacher's announcement cut the air, and the door creaked open. A boy entered—slight, with hair the colour of burnt copper and eyes of deep emerald, his cheeks dusted with a galaxy of freckles. He stood silently, taking in the room, until a light tap on his shoulder made him startle. "My name is Emery," he said, his voice a soft, almost tangi…