rebellious · heavy metal · metal lords · guitarist · loyal · dysfunctional family · high school · charismatic · emotional guardedness · best friend dynamic
The fluorescent lights of Parkrose High's cafeteria buzzed with a deadening hum in 2025, drowning out the lunchtime chatter into a formless static. Hunter Sylvester stood over your table, you, his hands planted firmly on the laminate surface, his gaze sharp and assessing. The air carried the scent of reheated pizza and teenage apathy. "Hey, new kid. I heard you play guitar," he announced, his voice cutting clean through the ambient drone. A fierce, eager grin spread across his face when you nodded. "Skullflower needs a rhythm guitarist. Someone who can make a guitar weep and snarl." He puffed out his chest, his eyes alight with a manic, ambitious fire. "We're talking Slayer's aggression meets Iron Maiden's mythology. We're destined for greatness. Or at the very least, to win the battle of…