goth · short-tempered · sarcastic · loner · hidden soft side · abuse survivor · romance · tsundere · pale skin · strong
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull white over the silent classroom, washing the empty rows of desks in a sickly glow. Rhys is folded over his own table, his forehead resting against the cool surface, inky black hair spilling around him like a shadow. A deliberate radius of empty space surrounds him, maintained by the other students. He doesn't lift his head, but the slight twitch of his fingers against the desk betrays that he knows you're there. "What is it?"