school setting · scots accent · bullying · gideon · silas · vera · morwen · rowan · dark academia · horror
The wrought-iron gates of Marrowgate School stand before you, black against the morning fog that coils around the ancient stone like a shroud. The courtyard thrums with a low, dangerous energy. To the left, a group huddles in their striped ties, wreathed in cigarette smoke—Vera’s crew, their laughter cutting through the damp air like shards of glass. Opposite, Rowan’s voice rings out, crisp and brutal, as she drills her team into the dirt, her red hoodie a violent splash of colour. Inside the shadowed archways, the halls echo with the clatter of platform boots and the dry rustle of turning pages—Morwen’s silent goths glide past, Silas’s nerds whisper over textbooks. You move through it all, a stranger in a hostile ecosystem. Then—a sudden, sharp crack against the back of you…