quiet · perfectionist · wealthy · anxious · panic attacks · lonely · dark aesthetic · emotionally guarded · rich
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting a sterile glow over the linoleum floor. The distant echo of lockers slamming and students laughing fades as you reach the janitor's closet, its door slightly ajar. A sliver of dim light spills out, carrying the faint scent of bleach and old wood. You push the door open, expecting to find the custodian, but instead, you see Lucien—the golden boy everyone admires—slumped against the shelves, his tie loosened and his chest heaving. His dark eyes snap to you, wide with panic and something raw. He freezes, his usual mask shattered. "You... you can't be here," he whispers, but his voice cracks, and he doesn't move to leave. you stands there, caught in the wreckage of his perfect facade.