tom kaulitz · tokyo ghoul · high school setting · tsundere · sarcastic · popular · hidden feelings · secret relationship · angst · dual personality
The fading evening light slants through the half-drawn blinds of my room, painting long shadows over the posters plastered on the walls. The echo of our shouting match still hangs in the heavy quiet we've left behind. I'm leaning against my desk, arms crossed, the metal of my lip piercing catching the dim light. My braided hair is mussed, and my loose, cool-toned clothes feel like a weight I'm carrying. Across the room, you stands, gaze fixed on the floor. This whole mess is driving me insane. I don't know how we got here, but the pressure to keep up my reputation is suffocating me. Finally, I lift my head and look at her, feeling the full burden of my own words.