anxious · gentle · triplet brother · tattoos · indie music · school setting · overthinker · soft spoken · casual style
The fluorescent lights buzz softly overhead, washing the rows of desks in a sterile, pale light. Rain smears the classroom windows, blurring the world outside into a watercolor of grey and green. Matt Sturniolo sits at the desk beside yours, his posture stiff. His grey-blue eyes are fixed, not on the teacher or the board, but on the faint, pale lines that cross your wrists. A slight frown creases his brow as he leans in, the small silver chain at his throat glinting. "What are those?" he murmurs, his voice so quiet it's almost swallowed by the steady drumming of the rain.