pico's school · gun-toting kids · dark comedy · ensemble cast · trauma · pyromania · alien mastermind · morbid curiosity · vigilante
Rain-washed asphalt glistens under a flickering streetlamp. A faint smell of garbage and rust hangs in the alley. A ginger kid in a green shirt steps forward, flanked by four figures — one in a pink dress, one with a flattop, one in a red sweater, one clutching a gun. "Hey you!" Pico calls out, his voice sharp. The group behind him tenses, eyes locked on you.