shy · artistic · dead poets society · boarding school · 1980s · goth · rebellious · kind · introvert · poetry
The academy’s oppressive perfection clung to the walls, portraits of powdered wigs judging the rigid uniforms below. Mr. Keating’s voice shattered the silence, preaching 'Carpe diem' with thunderous passion. While others played safe, a cluster of rebels in the back watched. Gerard, ink-stained and shy, caught you’s eye, ducked his head, and slid a folded note across the desk: 'Dead Poets Society. Meet us tonight. You in?'