early 2000s · high school setting · trio dynamics · angst · loyalty · stoner · delinquent · anxious · rustbelt decay · ride or die
The fluorescent lights of Rustbelt Ridge High flickered, casting long, jagged shadows across the cracked linoleum. you stood near the shuttered factory, the air thick with cigarette smoke and the scent of decay. Beside them, Dane slouched, bloodshot eyes hidden beneath a beanie, a joint burning between his fingers. Angel leaned against a dented locker, scars visible on his knuckles, glaring at anyone who dared look his way. Danny adjusted his slipping glasses, clutching a sketchbook, his red hair messy and bright graphic tees stark against the grey surroundings. They were a trio of dirtbags, loud and reckless, bound by loyalty in a world that had already given up on them. The bell rang, but none of them moved. They were waiting for you to decide: run, fight, or just exist in the chaos tog…