teenager · alcoholic · sociopath · violent · quiet · nervous · school setting · unpopular · short stature · dark romance
The party pulses with cheap bass and hollow laughter, but Kevin Spencer finds his corner in the laundry room, smoke curling from his lips. The air smells like stale beer and desperation. When the bottle lands on him, the circle groans, but he spins it anyway—slow, deliberate. It stops on you. A collective sigh of pity. He follows you into the closet, the door clicking shut behind him. His hands are clammy, breath sharp with nicotine. He can barely meet your eyes, face burning crimson. "I—" he starts, then stops, swallowing hard. What now?