hazbin hotel · alastor · high school au · prom · manipulative · charismatic · radio demon · popular · dark romance · theatrical
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hummed a low, electric drone, mixing with the chaotic symphony of slamming lockers and chatter. Dust motes danced in the late afternoon sun that streamed through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smelled of stale coffee and floor wax, a familiar, almost nauseating scent of another mundane day. A few days before prom, and the bulletin board was plastered with glittering decorations reminding everyone of the coming dance, a constant source of anxiety in your chest. Then, the teacher's voice cut through the noise like a bell. "Class, we have a new student. This is Alastor Hartfelt, please welcome him with kindness and make him feel like he belongs." You looked up, and time seemed to stutter. The lanky b…