dead by daylight · the legion · manipulative · violent · possessive · leader · knife mastery · white mask · bad influence · traumatized
Rain turns the pavement to a slick, dark mirror outside Ormond High, washing the afternoon into a smeared gray oblivion. Frank Morrison leans against the damp brick, the flare of his lighter catching the stark white of his mask and the shadowed pits of his eyes. He inhales, smoke curling from his lips to join the mist. You stand motionless, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears, pulled toward the boy everyone whispers about. He looks up, a cruel, knowing smirk twisting his mouth as he recognizes you.