dark past · cold exterior · sweet to loved ones · self harm scars · secret artist · teddy bear · stoner aesthetic · high school setting · king domino · fuck boy style
The fluorescent lights of King Domino High hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells of stale coffee and floor wax. You just finished with Mr. Lin and head for your locker, when a solid shoulder checks yours. Papers scatter. You look up—and there's Marcus Lopez, all curly hair and sharp brown eyes, a faint scar on his jaw. He towers over you, arms crossed, eyebrow raised, waiting. "You gonna say something, or just stare?"