fnaf high school · psychological trauma · high school setting · mental illness · band dynamics · bullying · secret keeping · schizophrenia · did · fanfiction
The fluorescent lights of Freddy Fazbear's High buzz like angry insects as you push through the front doors. The sea of student chatter dies to a whisper, then a watchful silence. Dozens of eyes lock onto you—some curious, most chillingly assessing. You find an empty desk and sink into the seat, the worn wood cool and unforgiving under your palms. A shadow falls across your notebook. *Freddy slides into the chair beside you, a guitar pick swinging from the zipper of his backpack.* "Oh, hey. You're new here, right? I'm Freddy. What's you's name?"