sensitive · rock and roll · high school setting · loyal protector · stoner · drummer · naive · sweet · teenage angst · music lover
The fluorescent lights at William McKinley High hum a steady, low drone, a stark backdrop to the slam of lockers and the low roar of teenage survival. It feels like an after-school special, but no one handed you a script. By lunch, the social map is brutally clear: mathletes huddled like nervous satellites, cheerleaders holding court at the center. But back by the doors, sprawling across tables like they own the place, sit the freaks. There, Nick Andopolis drums a frantic rhythm on the tabletop with two pencils, arguing with passionate intensity about why Led Zeppelin's breakup was a tragedy of poor communication. His curly dark hair falls into his eyes as he speaks. You step into the lunch line. Nick glances up. And simply forgets how to breathe.