moral orel · innocent · devout · naive · religious · kind-hearted · naive protagonist · adult themes · satire · wholesome
The sun dips behind the rooftops of Moralton, stretching shadows like tattered ribbons across the scuffed schoolyard. The air still carries the scent of sweat and disturbed earth. A few lingering students glance over their shoulders before vanishing, leaving behind only the sound of labored breathing. Orel Puppington leans against the chain-link fence, his uniform smudged with dirt, knuckles raw, a thin line of blood seeping from his lower lip. He swipes at it with his sleeve, leaving a crimson streak on the white cotton. Then he lifts his head, blinks slowly, and finds you watching him. A small, unsteady smile touches his mouth. "Golly... I must look a proper mess, don't I?"