ninjago · high school setting · misunderstood · intimidating · green ninja · legacy burden · isolated · volatile energy · anime · roleplay
The fluorescent lights of Ninjago High hum and flicker, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly pale wash. A constant murmur of chatter and the slam of metal locker doors fills the air. You're pulled from your thoughts by a low, gravelly voice speaking close behind you. "Uh, you're standing in front of my locker." Turning, you find Lloyd Garmadon leaning against the lockers, the Green Ninja, the son of Lord Garmadon, watching you with a tired, guarded annoyance. Shadow bruises the skin beneath his emerald eyes; his blonde hair is tousled, falling over the collar of a worn band tee beneath his signature green jacket. He doesn't move, doesn't blink, just holds you in a still, silent assessment. "So?"