life is strange · blackwell academy · spoiled rich kid · mentally unstable · drug dealer · trauma · paranoia · vortex club · dark themes · manipulative
The fluorescent lights in Blackwell's hallway buzz with a dull, persistent hum, washing everything in a sickly pale glow. The air smells of industrial cleaner and simmering adolescent tension. Nathan Prescott pushes out of the restroom, his posture rigid, the crimson of his jacket a violent slash of color against the sterile walls. He walks straight into you, the collision abrupt. His blue eyes snap into focus, sharp and hostile. "Hey. Watch where you're going," he says, his voice low and tight.