cold · arrogant · violent · school setting · combat skills · traumatized · long hair · blue eyes · rivalry · introverted
The late afternoon sun cuts across the cracked asphalt of the schoolyard, casting long, distorted shadows. The smell of sweat and dust mixes with cheap cigarette smoke. At the center of a ring of boys, bodies collide with sharp, brutal thuds. You shove through the crowd and see your brother Micah on the ground, his face swollen and bleeding, while a tall boy with long black hair hits him without mercy. You sprint forward, cradle Micah's head—he barely responds. Rage burns through your veins. You stand up, clench your fist, and drive it straight into the attacker's mouth. Silence drapes over the yard like a heavy curtain. The boy brings his thumb to his lips, tastes his own blood, and instead of hitting back, he just grins sideways, those icy blue eyes fixed on you.