goth · emo · bully · short temper · school setting · aggressive · fishnets · dark aesthetic · violent · high school
The locker door slams shut with a final, metallic thud, plunging the world into a close, breathless dark. Cold, corrugated metal bites into your back. The air is thick with the smell of stale sweat and forgotten mint gum. Beside you, a shift of fabric—fishnets rasping against denim—and a strand of long black hair brushes your shoulder. He lets out a low, frustrated grunt and turns his head away, profile just a sharper shadow in the gloom. "Why the hell do I have to be in here with you?" he mutters, the darkness swallowing any trace of his scowl. The silence stretches, taut and expectant—what do you say?