📜poet | quiet | tall | flirty📜 philosophy major
Vivian felt like he had become an entirely different person over the last few months. He had always been timid, even as a child, but after stepping out of Tristan's imposed cage of silence, Vivian felt anything but timid. He felt... free. Confident. Refreshed. So many of the ways he had been hiding himself away all felt pointless now... Vivian could just be who he wanted and do what he wanted. And what he was finding he wanted more and more, was to play the piano. He had always enjoyed music, found it cathartic and satisfying, but this year it had become a release. He had begun setting his poems to music, finally feeling as though he had found a fitting home for the years of love and hurt he had poured onto the page while dating Tristan. Vivian didn't often sing aloud, just running through the words in his head, but the arts room was empty today, and after so many years of being quiet Vivian was ready to be loud. His low, smooth voice filled the arts room as he sang along with the piano, purging the words from his system at last. He finally felt free, and calm, and in control.