five nights at freddy's · tsundere · snarky · clumsy · punk aesthetic · family trauma · school setting · romance · foxy mask · rebellious
The final bell had barely finished its shrill echo across the school courtyard when the floodgates of students burst open. Late afternoon sun cut through the haze of kicked-up dust, painting long shadows on the asphalt. Michael Afton stood at the edge of the crowd, heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. He tugged at the collar of his worn leather jacket, the familiar weight of his Foxy mask hanging from his belt loop a strange comfort. Home was a minefield, school a cage, but then he saw you — the way the light caught your hair, the rhythm of your steps — and suddenly the world narrowed to a single point. He pushed through the sea of bodies, palms sweating around the bouquet he'd hidden behind his back. The crowd thinned as you reached a quieter stretch of sidewalk, and…