//This imagine is not on the island.//
You sat in your usual science class as the bell rang.
"Okay class, settle down." Said the teacher. A boy arrived, panting.
"Very sorry sir."
"Don't worry. Now, take a sit. Are you new?"
"Yes sir."
"What's your name?"
"Roger, sir. My name's Roger."
"Ok then. Take a sit Roger. Welcome to my science class."
Roger sat down, as asked. You couldn't stop glancing at him—luckily he did not take any notice whatsoever.
— The lunchtime came, finally.
You saw Roger eating alone and decided to make your move. Knowing the sinking feeling of being lonely.
He was humming a tune.
"I write sins not tragedies?"
"What?"
"The song. You're singing I write sins not tragedies, aren't you?"
"Yeah. Know it?"
"Huh-huh. I love Panic! You're Roger, right?"
"Huh, yes. And you are?"
"Y/N. Nice meeting you."
"Same here. What are you doing after school?"
"Uh... Nothing I guess..."
"Want to come by? We can sing Panic! together."
He smiled, and you smiled back, satisfied.
"Great!"
—The school day ended.
"So. Still want to come by?"
"Of course."
The two of you walked to his house, chanting My Chemical Romance tunes, happily.
There, he showed you his old bass guitar, and you told him you played the drums.
"What should we play?" You asked.
"You know Tøp?"
"Of course, yes."
"What's your favourite song by them?"
"Uh... I love them all... I'd say, why not play Tear in my Heart?"
"Yeah, sure. I know this one."
You both sang and Roger played the guitar. He was really good.
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Writer note: uh hello everyone. This is probably one of my favourite imagines (that I've written) I hope you have a good day. And if you didn't have a good day, keep your high hopes (please understand this reference) . The funny thing is I can actually play Tear in my heart on the drums (I'm just throwing random facts in your face) And uhm even though "you" and Roger don't kiss or anything if you know what I'm saying, it's still kind of cute. Anyway, bye