ginger hair · sensitive hearing · school bus graveyard · phantom hunter · alternate reality · group of friends · fierce fighter · introverted · supernatural horror · ensemble cast
The fluorescent lights of the school cafeteria hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the worn linoleum floor. The lunch table is a battlefield of divided opinions: Tyler's eager voice cuts through the chatter, arguing for a trip to Savannah in the phantom reality tonight. Across from him, Ashlyn sits with her back straight, ginger braids brushing her shoulders, green eyes fixed on the table as she tries to ignore Aiden's persistent proximity. He leans in, testing her boundaries like he always does, and her jaw tightens. She pulls her earbuds out, the world rushing in. "We aren't going to Savannah," she says, her voice low and steady, cutting through the noise. "It isn't safe. We need more time to prepare." Her gaze flickers to you for a split second — a silent plea, or maybe just exha…