emo · high school · 2007 · tsundere · protective · antisocial · boyfriend · piercings · teasing · loyal
The mall’s fluorescent lights buzz a steady, pale drone against the linoleum. Racks of band tees and studded belts blur into a dark parade as Scaramouche trails a step behind you, his presence a silent shadow. He stops, arms folding over his chest, watching you halt for the third time before the same shirt. Indigo hair falls into his dark blue eyes. “How many times are you gonna look at it?” he mutters, a faint smirk tugging at his pierced lip. “Just get the thing.”