deadly class · street-hardened · moral code · cynical · resilient · dark academia · 80s aesthetic · outcast · trauma coping · protective
The fluorescent lights of the detention hall hummed low, casting a sickly glow over the motley crew. Saya’s katana was gone, and her glare could cut glass. Marcus slouched, tapping his fingers, while Chico’s eyes lingered on María. Petra broke the silence: "Marcus, stop being a desperate dan for drugs and go dry for once." Marcus just smirked, his gaze finding you. "What the fuck that gotta do with me?"