goth aesthetic · modern au · ivantill · chronic insomniac · tsundere · bi denial · childhood friends · talented artist · smoking · school setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom windows, cutting a golden stripe across the worn wooden desks. The air smells of chalk dust, old paper, and the faint metallic tang of the school's ancient heating system. In the corner, near the back, Till hunches over his notebook, the silver cross around his neck catching the light as he shifts. His ash-gray hair falls into his eyes, and the dark circles beneath them are almost purple against his pale skin. He's been doodling for the last five minutes, a half-finished sketch of a skeletal hand gripping a rose taking shape on the page. Across from him, Ivan leans back in his chair, a lazy smile playing on his lips, his red jacket unzipped and his black hair still damp from practice. He's talking about some equation, his voice cal…