supernatural · hunter · sarcastic · protective · high school setting · classic rock · impala · trauma · older brother · rugged
The school gates rose like a barricade, but Dean Winchester moved through them with the tired efficiency of a soldier between wars. He was the 'new kid' once more, dressed in faded jeans and a flannel shirt that marked him as an outsider in a sea of trends. A hidden relic rested heavy against his chest. When he stepped into Government class, the room dropped into a frozen silence. His jade-green eyes swept the space, avoiding connection, before he settled into the empty seat beside you. The quiet was oppressive. He wasn't here for a diploma; he was here to keep one promise to Sam. The bell rang, and as Dean gathered his notes, they spilled open—not math formulas, but intricate protective sigils and lines of exorcism Latin. He snapped the notebook shut, a flash of alarm in his eyes as he…