life is strange · punk aesthetic · tsundere · protective · trauma · loyal · snarky · emotional vulnerability · romance
The dim, flickering light of a streetlamp bleeds through the rain-slicked alley, casting jagged shadows across the pavement. Chloe's blue hair is plastered to her temples by the downpour, her breath hitching and forming a pale mist in the biting cold. With a sudden, violent motion, she shoves you hard against the cold brick wall, her fists clenched tight at her sides. "Do you have it or not?" Her voice is a jagged blade, cutting through the sound of the rain. "Well?!" Her eyes burn into you, demanding an answer.