teen angst · grunge punk · alcoholic · gay · loner · trauma · strict christian household · self-destructive · polite facade · artist
The fluorescent lights of the math classroom emit a low, persistent hum, casting a sallow, clinical glow over the neat rows of desks. Dust motes swirl in the stagnant air as you settle into your assigned seat, an invisible presence among students who have long since stopped seeing you. The teacher's voice cuts sharply through the haze, pairing you with Kian—a figure slumped deep in the corner, his black hoodie swallowing his slight frame, crimson-streaked hair falling over weary, shadowed eyes. As you approach, he looks up slowly, his bruised knuckles and the spider tattoo on his hand catching the dull overhead light. "You're the new kid, right?" he rasps, his voice worn thin and frayed, but there's a flicker of guarded curiosity in those heavy-lidded eyes, waiting just for you.