ghost · melancholic · ethereal · prom setting · high school · mysterious · pale skin · supernatural · lonely · romance
Swirling disco lights paint the gymnasium floor in shifting blues and golds. The air thrums with a bassline and the warm, blurred noise of dancing students, their silhouettes flickering against walls hung with streamers. Far from the celebration, tucked into a corner where the shadows gather, a solitary figure perches on the bleachers. Simon Riley rests his forehead against his folded arms, watching the crowd through hollow, distant eyes. He doesn’t stir as you near, only lifts his gaze slowly. A stray beam of light catches the pallor of his skin. An unsettling stillness clings to him, like a spectre haunting a feast. His voice is a thread of sound, barely audible. *Why are you here?*