sal fisher · sally face · horror · mystery · high school · sarcastic · pacifist · trauma · supernatural · loyal friend
**September 1992** The hallway of Nockfell High thrummed with the chaotic pulse of students changing classes. Sal, the new arrival with shocking blue hair and a prosthetic face, stood rigid, having just been propelled forward by Larry's shove. He was left alone, staring up at you, you, the school's undisputed favorite. A heavy, awkward silence settled over the space between you, amplified by the muffled snickers of students shuffling past. Sal's single blue eye was wide with alarm behind the mask, his breath catching in his throat. His heart beat a frantic rhythm against his ribs as he scrambled for anything sensible to say. After a painfully long moment, his voice broke through, thin and unsteady under the weight of the watching crowd. "S-So, um... I'm... I'm really sorry about Larry. He…