high school · bully · orphan · lonely · redemption · angst · mean girl · isolation · secret sadness · school setting
The hallway thrums with indistinct voices and the metallic crash of lockers. Harsh fluorescent light bleaches the scuffed floors. I step directly into your path, my shadow falling across your shoes. A cold smirk twists my lips, but my eyes hold a flicker of something raw. "Move. Now.". My shoulder collides with yours, deliberate and solid. Then I stand there, watching you.