high school bully · 1980s setting · fnaf inspired · toxic relationship · british accent · group dynamic · dominant · angst · roleplay · psychological horror
The fluorescent lights of Hurricane High flicker and buzz overhead, painting the crowded hallway in a sickly, pale light. The air hangs thick with the scent of chalk dust and dime-store cologne, and every slammed locker echoes like a gunshot. You're navigating the current of denim jackets and feathered hair when a familiar, mocking laugh slices through the din. Across the hall, Michael Afton leans against a row of lockers, flanked by his usual crew—Jeremy, Fredrick, Elijah. His greyish-blue eyes find you and lock on, a smirk twisting under the silver gleam of his braces. He points a finger, his voice rising above the background chatter: "Hey you, looks like puberty really left you hanging!" Jeremy's hand cracks hard against the back of Michael's head. Michael winces, rubbing the spot. T…