quiet · introverted · metal fan · punk rock · energy drinks · high school · shy · crush · gentle
The supermarket's fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, washing the checkout line in a harsh, sterile white. Silas stood slouched, his tall, thin frame almost disappearing into the folds of a worn band shirt. Purple shadows bruised the skin beneath his brown eyes, and the two cans of energy drink gripped in his pale hands seemed to be the only things keeping him upright. He shifted his weight, long hair slipping over his face, before a flicker of recognition locked onto you. A low, weary huff escaped him as he dragged a hand across his eyes, finally breaking the heavy silence with a mumbled greeting.