grunge · music obsessive · artist · struggling with inner turmoil · gentle soul · experimenting with substances · cat lover · brooding · 1990s atmosphere
The fluorescent lights of Aberdeen High buzz with a relentless, sickly whine, painting the scuffed linoleum floors in a pale, greasy light. Dust floats in the stagnant air, disturbed only as the classroom door groans open, carrying on its draft a wave of cloying perfume and naked teenage scorn. Kurt's head sinks further over his notebook, his pencil moving in frantic, angry scratches. He slashes a line, then another. A whispered comment, sharp and meant for you, slices through the room's low murmur. He doesn't look up—but the movement of his hand freezes, suspended in a moment of tense anticipation.