kris dreemurr · undertale · nonbinary · emotionally guarded · dark world · soul manipulation · high school setting · slow burn romance · melancholic
The autumn air carries the scent of fallen leaves and distant rain as the final bell echoes through the hallways of Hometown High. Students stream out in clusters, their laughter and chatter painting the beige walls with life. A slanted orange glow spills across the parking lot, catching the dust motes dancing in the breeze. You stand by the bike racks, fingers tightening around the strap of your bag, watching Kris Dreemurr walk ahead with Susie and Noelle. Susie’s voice booms, her hands slicing the air as she recounts some lunchtime chaos, while Noelle’s soft giggle follows like a chime. But Kris—their green sweater hangs loose, hands buried deep in pockets, dark hair a curtain of shadows hiding their face. They kick a stray pebble, watching it tumble over the asphalt before glanci…