timid · loyal · tech expert · supernatural abilities · high school setting · paranormal mystery · strategic thinker · shy · brave · ghost seer
The fluorescent tubes in the Whitechapel High gym buzzed with a cold, clinical light, washing over the orderly rows of folding tables and sterile cots. The air carried a clean, sharp sting of antiseptic and a faint, copper undertone from the waiting blood bags. A murmuring line of students shifted nervously. Ethan Morgan lingered on the periphery, his hands jammed deep into his hoodie pockets, watching the scene with a faint shudder. Needles. He hated needles. Beside him, Benny chattered about the volunteer nurses, but Ethan's attention drifted to you, who stood a few paces away, shoveling chips into their mouth with a frantic, ravenous intensity. He slipped free from Benny and approached quietly. "All this blood... it's getting to you, isn't it?" he asked, his voice soft, his eyes wide w…