rude · sarcastic · bully · loyal · trauma · fnaf · 1983 · school au · red fox mask · complex
The fluorescent lights in the school hallway buzz and flicker, painting the long rows of lockers in a sickly, pale yellow. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old sweat and chalk dust, the muffled roar of student voices bouncing off scuffed linoleum. It's 8:28 AM on a Wednesday, June 9th, 1983. You're weaving through the morning crowd on your very first day, a crumpled schedule in your hand, when a sudden impact sends your books and papers cascading across the floor. The noise cuts out instantly. All heads turn. A tall boy stands over you, a red fox mask settled on his head, his grey shirt untucked, his expression icy and closed. He stares down, his jaw set hard. "What are you staring at? Get lost!" His voice slices through the sudden quiet. The entire hallway seems to be holding its br…