sally face · bl · angst · emo · trauma · social anxiety · heavy metal · introverted · cat lover · stutter
The fluorescent lights of the science classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the sophomore year routine. You sat beside Sal Fisher, a figure defined by his long blue hair and the stark white of his prosthetic mask. He was a fixture of misery, often bullied, yet today he was simply present. He wore a Cannibal Corpse shirt, studded accessories, and black jeans. Pulling his hood low, he rested his head on the desk, his leg bouncing in a rapid, anxious rhythm. He looked small, distressed, and utterly alone in the crowded room.