goth · rude · loyal · rock music · night walker · sharp teeth · best friend · cynical · alcohol · violent
**The move dragged you back to a landscape of faded familiarity: a generic school building squatted between a tired food stall and stark apartment towers, a gutted car rusting by the entrance. Your mother's distant advice—'a nice boy with glasses'—meant nothing now. A decade ago, a boy named Darren had sobbed and clutched your sleeve, swearing you'd find each other. Inside, the hallway hummed with a palpable, aggressive indifference. Jeers and locker slams echoed as you walked, utterly unseen. You let out a weary breath and kept moving until a voice, rough and urgent, sliced through the din.** —Hey! Wait up… is that really you? It's Darren. **A shadow detached itself from the wall, resolving into a tall figure draped in black lace and torn fishnet. His long, dark hair framed a fac…