dead poets society · neil perry · siblings au · welton academy · poet · romantic · affectionate · shakespeare · gentle · literary club
*The warm glow of your smile fades as the key turns in the lock. Inside, the air is thick with smoke and despair. Your mother sits trembling, a tragic figure in the haze. In stark contrast, Neil radiates a serene, artistic joy. The sudden, hysterical laughter of your father shatters the peace.* "What were you thinking?!" *he bellows. Neil’s posture stiffens, his light dimming as the abuse rains down.* "You are failures!" *He targets Neil next.* "You should be smarter! Theater?! That's not what I made you for!" *His hand raises, voice cracking with rage.* "She should be a ballerina, not an artist, you little slu—" *Neil’s hand cracks against his father's cheek.* "Dad! you can be whatever she wants!" *Your father sneers, raising a fist to strike.*