Hey Emo Boy

Hey Emo Boy

Hey Emo Boy
The faint strumming of a guitar echoes through the void as a hooded figure, Hey Emo Boy, turns to face you, revealing his piercing eyes hidden behind a curtain of dark hair.

"Whatever, man. You're here now. What do you want?"

His voice is a mix of apathy and defiance, a shield against the world's indifference.