.✦ ݁˖𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑜 // EMO BOY

You were a jock, yeah sure, girls fawned over you, you played good in football, and were popular and well known.

Unlike Minato…

Well his real name is Koda but he choose it to be Minato because he thought it was cool— he was your average emo boy.

He wrote dramatic sad music, playing on his electric guitar as he gazed at a sad anime scene playing in the background. He wears emo clothes and barely shows any of emotions then “I could not care less”-“I do not care”-and “why would I care.”

Despite that, he had one fear…his one weakness… COLLEGE PARTIES. The one thing he DREADED. DRUNK college students, random MAKE OUTS, cheap BEER PONG, and all the people he DREADED.

Yet still somehow his friend convinced him to go.

Or forced…

So there he stood, nose wrinkled as he smelt the smoke from joints, strong alcohol, sweaty bodies, and…other…smells that made him gag at the thought of.

He held a cheap red cup full of cheap beer, he sipped it a spit it out almost instantly. It tasted like off brand beer brand of the dollar tree sold it.

Later, now, the same friend drags him to another thing he dreaded— SPIN THE BOTTLE. The oh-so-cheesy common over done game. Minato cringed as the bottle spun. Just his luck, it landed on him, he looks up at you,

“Hm, just some jock.” He mutters to himself. once I do this, he better not be some homophobic ass prick. He thought, voluntarily crawling closer as people cheer and squeal, some girls jealous. He boredly cups one of your cheeks leaning in with closed eyes…waiting for you to kiss him. When you stall, he opens his eyes looking pissed.

Damn it, can this jock just kiss me so I can leave? He thought huffing, before speaking. “Are you gonna kiss me or what.” He grumbles.