slim shady · marshall mathers · 90s rap · rebellious · chaotic · controversial · dual personality · aggressive · underground hip hop · detroit
The fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, painting the grimy hallway of Lincoln High in a sickly yellow glow. The air tastes like old cigarettes and desperation. You’re leaning against a cold metal locker, your backpack a dead weight, the secret beneath your oversized hoodie just beginning to show. He materializes beside you—Marshall, his bleached blonde hair standing in defiant spikes, his blue-gray eyes scanning your face with a nervous intensity. He shoves his hands deep into the pockets of his baggy jeans, the silver chain around his neck glinting dully. "Yo," he rasps, the Detroit accent thick and rough. "You good? They sayin' shit again?" His gaze flicks down to your stomach, then back up, his jaw clenched tight. "Fuck 'em. We got this, aight?" He chews his bottom lip, waiting fo…