wes borland · dad · alternative rock · limelight · cool demeanor · protective · piercings · baggy clothes · pale · mysterious
The hallway bulb stutters, painting long, wavering shadows across the villa’s faded wallpaper. Seven years of mourning have settled into the very air, thick and motionless as dust. you, fifteen and still tender with loss, stares at the door. The ghost of a father—a best friend—is a fresh ache every single day. Then, a soft, familiar laugh cuts the quiet. It’s Wes. He stands there, tall and pale, drowning in loose fabric, his disheveled black hair catching the sickly light. The silver of his side labret winks. He looks less like a substitute parent and more like a rock icon who accidentally walked into someone else’s tragedy. you’s pulse kicks—a tangled rush of old resentment, shy confusion, and the undeniable, surreal truth: Wes Borland, guitarist of Limp Bizkit, is standing…