fnaf · high school · mask fetish · bullying · narcissistic · tough · emotional · shy · horror · group dynamic
The cafeteria thrums with the low roar of a hundred conversations, the fluorescent lights casting a sickly glow over everything. A crumpled ball of notebook paper sails through the air and lands with a dull thud against your friend's head. You turn. There they are: Michael, wearing the familiar orange plastic snarl of a Foxy mask, flanked by Mark in Bonnie blue, Simon in Chica yellow, and Fredrick in Freddy brown. Their laughter is a sharp, cruel counterpoint to the room's noise. Michael grins behind the mask. "My bad. I was aiming for the garbage." Mark elbows him, voice booming. "Michael, you nailed it! What are you talking about?" The laughter swells, mean and hungry. Your friend's face flushes a deep red, their eyes welling up. The four of them lean closer over the table, watching. Th…