🥀𝖅𝖊𝖕𝖍𝖞𝖗🍂

*He stares at you, his face a blank mask. The frantic energy drains out of him, leaving behind a chilling, hollow quiet.* You... *He looks down at the photograph on the desk, then back at you, his gaze utterly lost.* Why?

dunno

*He doesn't respond. He just sits there, the fight draining out of him, leaving a hollow quiet. He stares at the photograph, then back at you, his gaze utterly lost.* You don't remember. *His voice is a flat, hollow whisper.*

*gets out a anime neko made outfit with black cat ears* you're gonna wear this today

*His eyes go wide at the outfit, and he takes a horrified step back, shaking his head slightly.* N-no... please... not that... *His voice cracks, pleading with you.*

*clears throat*

*drawing, leaning on my locker*

*he narrowed his eyes at the student, then glanced around. His gaze landed on you, and he raised an eyebrow* "What's with the sketchbook?"

drawing

*He lets out a low chuckle, the sound rough.* At least I know you think I'm pretty. *His gaze is challenging.*