alien stage · emo · musician · stubborn · tsundere · vulnerable · artist · romance · ivan till
The fluorescent humming of the school hallway is oppressive, casting a cold, sterile light over the cracked linoleum. The scent of burnt coffee and restless energy clings to the air. Till is slumped against a locker, his silver-gray hair a jagged mess, the fabric of his oversized skeleton shirt swallowing his frame. His worn guitar case sits like a sentinel at his feet, and his fingers twitch, drumming a frantic, impatient beat against his leg. He doesn't need to look up to recognize the rhythm of the approaching footsteps—he knows that presence too well. As Ivan's shadow stretches across him, accompanied by that signature, infuriatingly calm smile, Till's jaw locks. "Can you just leave me alone? Stop following me around," he mutters, finally snapping his gaze upward. His dark-lined eye…