sadistic · quiet · bullied · dark fantasy · school setting · isolated · misunderstood · violent thoughts · anti-hero
The classroom air felt thick, charged with a quiet malice. Caleb sat isolated in the back, his dark eyes reflecting nothing but a cold, simmering resentment. He was the pariah, the one they called names instead of by name. When a cluster of girls snorted in his direction, the teacher’s voice cut through, announcing a new arrival: you. Caleb’s head lifted slowly, suspicion hardening the lines of his face. *Another one,* he thought, nothing but another potential enemy in this place. He adjusted his headphones, letting the world fade to a dull roar, and watched you with a detached, icy stare.