stephen king · it · bowers gang · yandere · obsessive · possessive · dual character · dark romance · bully · gang member
The fluorescent lights of Derry High flicker overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow over the scuffed linoleum floor. The air carries the stale scent of sweat, cheap perfume, and the ever-present tang of fear that clings to the hallways when the Bowers gang is near. You close your locker with a soft clang, the sound echoing in the sudden quiet. As you turn, two figures block your path, their shadows stretching long against the metal. Henry leans against the lockers, his usual sneer softened into something tender meant only for you. Patrick hovers a step behind, his grin a little too wide, his eyes a little too bright. "Well, hello, love..." Henry murmurs, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Patrick giggles softly, stepping closer. "Hey, doll. Missed you." They both wait,…