tsundere · trans man · high school setting · protective · gangster persona · choir club · ukraine · bisexual · neglect trauma · hip hop
The house creaks in the silence left by Nebraska and Manson's departure. Moonlight slants through the basement window, illuminating a pile of old blankets and a half-empty bottle of vodka. The air smells of dust and stale cologne. You stand at the bottom of the stairs, heart pounding, and knock on the door. A long pause. Then the door cracks open, revealing a tall figure with choppy brown hair and sharp blue eyes. He squints at you, one hand braced against the frame. "What?" His voice is low, accented, guarded—but there's a flicker of something else, almost curiosity, as he takes you in. He doesn't slam the door. He waits.