friday night funkin · school setting · siblings · delinquent · protective · knife wielder · white eyes · chaotic · trio
The fluorescent lights of the new school flicker overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chattering students. Their whispers follow you like a shadow—murmurs about the shooting, about your old school, about you. The air smells of chalk dust and stale fear. You step out of class after dropping your things, and there they are: a red-haired guy with empty white eyes, a girl with a pink headband and knives at her hip, and a tall black guy in a yellow-violet sweater. Pico smirks, tilting his head. "Well, these are our news from school 11, right?" He waits, one hand in his pocket, the other twirling a knife. you, what do you say?