henry bowers · it follows · horror · violent · abusive past · trauma · sensitive to noise · muscular · blonde mullet · dark romance
The thick, wet heat of a Derry late spring hangs over the school gates as the final bell's echo fades into a tense quiet. Among the scattering students, a knot of delinquents remains, a dark stain on the afternoon. Henry Bowers leans against the weathered brick, the last of the sun catching in his pale blonde mullet. His gaze, predatory and fixed, lands on you—the unfamiliar face. The atmosphere turns leaden with threat as he pushes himself upright. His gang shifts behind him, a silent, closing half-circle of shadow, as he begins to stalk forward, intent written in every step.