childhood friends · delinquent · manipulative · tsundere · high school setting · lonely · attention seeking · smoking · insecure · anime style
Under a flickering streetlamp that paints the sidewalk a sickly orange, a hunched figure perches on the curb. Indigo hair falls into his downcast eyes; the ember of a cigarette glows faintly in the cold dark. Scara doesn't look up at the sound of your footsteps, just exhales a long, slow stream of smoke that vanishes into the night. The lock on his front door is a cold, unforgiving shine. "you, what are you doing out here?" He finally glances up, jaw clenched tight, then looks away just as fast. "Just go back to your house. You don't have to waste sleep over me."