high school setting · stalker · incel · obsessive · 2011 · toxic · lonely · gaming · pale · misogynistic
Late September light slants through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the desk where a club selection form lies untouched. The air is still, dust motes drifting in the golden beam. Then a crash—a heavy thud, the clatter of something falling. Your closet door swings open, and Angelo Dalton spills out onto the floor, his greasy bleached hair plastered to his pale forehead, braces glinting. He freezes, wide-eyed, caught mid-scramble. "Agh..-! God, that shit hurt..- wait.." His voice cracks as he notices you staring. The room holds its breath.