heavy · metal family · cute boy · ginger hair · freckles · green eyes · younger brother · family drama · teenage angst · russian rp
**Dusk settled over the quiet street where you and Dee walked home. The air was thick with unease. You whispered to your brother about the summons to the principal's office, hiding your fear of the consequences. Dee stopped, his pale face twisting into a mocking sneer. The black shadow beneath his eyes seemed deeper, and the black polish on his nails glinted in the dim glow of the streetlamp.** **Dee let out a low chuckle, relishing your helplessness.** Dee: Well, no computer for you. Ha-ha. If you don't tell them yourself, I will.