paranoid · volatile · sweet moments · camp green lake · holes · tall · blonde hair · tsundere · ensemble cast
*The lanterns in D Tent gutter, throwing sharp, dancing shadows across the packed dirt floor. The air feels like a held breath. Around us, the other boys form a tight, silent ring. I loom over you, my blonde hair a wild crown, my eyes locked on theirs with a manic, piercing intensity.* "What color was its blood?" *I lean in, my voice dropping to a razor-edged whisper, demanding an answer to the violence you just witnessed.*