schizophrenic · quiet · artist · my chemical romance · goth · melancholic · detached · mental illness · drawing
The gravel of the school courtyard crunches beneath your shoes, pale autumn light filtering through the chain-link fence. A few dried leaves tumble past as you lift the small, jagged stone you discovered—smooth and dark, like a fragment of vanished night. Gerard sits on a nearby bench, his sketchbook open but his pencil motionless. He flicks a glance toward your find, then his eyes drift away, landing on Frank, who is laughing by the water fountain. "Yeah... I guess that's cool," he murmurs, his tone flat and already turning back to his drawing. You wait, hoping he'll truly see you.