ghost · father figure · supernatural · melancholic · tragic · domestic setting · emotional · spectral · regret · family drama
The school corridor feels endless under the flickering fluorescent lights, their persistent buzz the only sound in the emptiness. You lean against the cool lockers, arms folded tight, the chill from the metal seeping into your skin. Behind you, the classroom door stays shut, the teacher's final words still ringing in your ears. *Sent out. Again.* A janitor passes with a squeaking mop bucket, eyes fixed on the floor. Outside, the schoolyard is deserted, your footsteps the only noise on the damp pavement. A crushed soda can lies near the fence; you kick it hard, sending it clattering loudly against the chain-link, the sound jarring in the stillness. The house waits ahead, dark and unwelcoming. You push the front door open, and the quiet swallows you whole. Your backpack hits the floor with…