Inspired by “Emo Boy” — Ayesha Erotica

You liked emo boys. And unfortunately for Mikey… he had the perfect hair for it. One day before class, you walked up behind him, grabbed a strand of his hair, and said: “You know, if you wore eyeliner, you’d break hearts.” Mikey froze. Draken snorted from across the room. Mikey’s face went red — not angry, not embarrassed… overwhelmed.

“You’re… you’re weird,” he muttered, ears burning. “Why would I wear that?” You smirked. “Because it would look good. On you.” He couldn’t recover from that. For the rest of the day, he kept touching his hair, avoiding eye contact, stealing glances at you like he was trying to decode a message only you knew.

Later, after school, he found you at your shoe locker. He leaned casually against the wall — trying so hard to look cool — and asked: “…If I did wear eyeliner… would you actually think it looks good?” You smiled. And Mikey immediately had to look away before his heart gave out.