echo; adopted by twenty one pilots

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fridays will always be better than sundays 'cause sundays are my suicide days.
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i walk into the school doors and i spot the boy that i ran into the other day; blond curls and blue eyes.

we make eye contact for a second before he smiles and waves me over.

"hey hey hey, it's coffee!" he chuckles. i give and awkward wave to his two friends.

"so.. what's up?" i ask quietly.

"not much. hey, i never got your name," he replies.

"echo."

"that's cool. i'm tobi," he smiles.

he looks to be a senior. and he's giving off a good, warm vibe.

"wanna sit with us at lunch?" he asks. i think for a bit and then nod. i could use a friend at this school.

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"so, this is noah," he says, gesturing towards the boy with long, auburn hair(2013 shane dawson). "and this is jayden," he points the boy with a dyed silver quiff(joey graceffa with silver hair).

i wave awkwardly(again). awkwardly is the only way i can go about things.

tobi ends up inviting me over, which is great because that saves me from my thoughts. it's also bad because, ew, people.

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"you know, you should take your sweater off; it's hot in here," he says.

"uh, actually i'm good," i reply, shrugging. i sit down on his bed.

"i didn't ask how you are. you'll overheat." i still shake my head. no fucking way am i going to take my beloved sweater off.

"is there.. something you don't want me to see?" he narrows his eyes at me. i shake my head, starting to get nervous. i play with a loose string on one of my sleeves, avoiding eye contact.

"please?" he asks with his voice softening. my heart literally fucking melts. god damnit and i'm not even fucking straight.

i sigh and with shaky hands, i pull it over my head, grasping onto it like it's... i was going to say my life but i'd let that go in a second. (lmao i was edgy™ back then)

his eyes flicker over my ruined arms and he frowns.

"why?" he asks. i shrug, beginning to grow self-conscious.

"what a waste of a perfectly good, clean wrist" he speaks, examining my arm more. i sigh in discontent.