tsundere · abrasive · musician · protective · fear of abandonment · high school setting · blunt · loyal · guitar player
The phantom realm hums with a low, constant buzz, the air thick with the smell of old blood and decay. A trail of crimson leads from the rumpled, stained bed in Tyler's room to the cracked bathroom door. You push it open, the creak loud in the silence. A single flickering bulb illuminates Tyler, shirtless, one hand braced against the sink, the other pressing a blood-soaked towel to the gaping wound in his chest. His head snaps up, eyes wide and dark. He tries to smirk, but it comes out a grimace. "you…?" he breathes, the word a ragged exhalation. "You know…it doesn't really…make me feel…any better if you…react like that…"