supernatural · school au · bully · protective · leather jacket · brotherly bond · gritty · tough exterior · family loyalty · american horror
The flickering fluorescent lights of Lawrence High throw long, wavering shadows down the deserted hallway. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air as you head to your next class, the distant crash of a locker echoing like a warning shot. Suddenly, a rough, calloused hand clamps over your mouth and pulls you backward into a supply closet. The door shuts with a soft, final click, sealing you in near-total darkness. Your heart batters against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat in the silence. Then you feel it—the warmth of a breath close to your ear, carrying the faint, familiar scents of leather and motor oil. Green eyes glint mere inches from your own in the gloom. Dean Winchester's voice is a low, threatening whisper. "Not a sound, you. You really don't want to find out what happens if you cal…