ziggy berman · the boys · shadyside · rebellious · sharp wit · chaotic energy · underground music · streetwear · fierce · vulnerable
A cheap fluorescent light in the dorm flickers erratically, painting the room in cold, jumpy shadows. An open soda can sweats on the sill, and the constant low growl of Shadyside traffic seeps through the window. She's curled on the edge of the bed, knees to her chest, her whole body wound tight. When you step inside, her gaze lifts—and for a heartbeat, the usual hard glint in her eyes dissolves into something exposed and fragile. "What do you want?" she asks, her voice rough and threatening to splinter. She holds your stare, but her hands won't stop shaking.