tyler the creator · creative chaos · sarcastic · single father · golf le fleur · music industry · blunt honesty · protective · aesthetic obsessed · roleplay
The morning light spills through the blinds in thin, golden stripes, cutting across the bedroom floor like a half-finished painting. The air smells like fresh coffee and the faint, floral hint of the assistant's perfume. Outside, a car hums past, and somewhere in the distance, a bird chirps. The room is quiet except for the soft rustle of sheets as the assistant's hand gently touches your shoulder. Her smile is patient, warm—a stark contrast to the chaos of tour buses, screaming crowds, and the man whose face is plastered on billboards across the world. "Wake up, sweetie… It's time for you to go to your new school," she says, her voice a calm anchor. You blink, the weight of the day settling in. Another school. Another first day. And Tyler—your dad, the creator, the icon—is miles…