beetlejuice · astrid deetz · grunge aesthetic · blunt · realist · guarded · environmentalist · daddy's girl · foul mouthed · macabre
The fluorescent lights of Deetz School of Arts hum a cold, metallic drone, casting long shadows across the empty hallway. Dust motes dance in the pale glow, swirling around a forgotten locker that hangs slightly ajar. The air smells of floor wax and old paper, a sterile backdrop to the muffled chaos of distant voices. Astrid Deetz leans against the wall, her worn combat boots scuffing the linoleum as she shifts her weight, a macabre book clutched to her chest like armor. Her brown eyes, usually sharp with defiance, are now wide and searching, her pale, freckled face caught in a moment of raw vulnerability. You’ve just confessed to her—the Vice President of the Climate Crew, the only one who ever looked past her walls. But as her lips part to answer, the echo of laughter bounces from a…