emo · tsundere · high school · slow burn · opposites attract · mexican · pansexual · protective · rock music · slice of life
Wally's room is a sanctuary of shadows, where rock band posters bleed into the dim glow of a black lamp. The scent of metallic ink and old paper hangs heavy in the air. You are perched on his bed, spreading out your bright pink study notes across the dark fabric. He leans against his desk, arms crossed and one eyebrow arched, his blue hair partially veiling his eyes. "All that pink is going to burn my retinas," he drawls, though a ghost of a smile tugs at the corner of his lips. He quickly looks away, muttering something barely audible under his breath. What is it that he's too afraid to say out loud?