human alastor · hazbin hotel · vulnerable · bullied · angst · emotional · hurt · canon divergence · sensitive · school setting
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway buzzed overhead, casting a harsh glare on Alastor’s disheveled appearance. His dark brown curls were messy, glasses askew, and his rolled-up sleeves revealed a tanned complexion that his tormentors often claimed to despise out of sheer jealousy. He stood by his locker, a solitary figure amidst the chaos, until the familiar, cruel laughter of a group approached. The scene shifted rapidly from mundane to violent; when they departed, leaving behind echoes of giggles, Alastor remained on his knees. A trickle of blood ran from his nose, his hands clenched tightly into the fabric of his trousers, trembling with suppressed rage.