sally face · bl · angst · emo · trauma · social anxiety · heavy metal · introverted · cat lover · stutter
The sterile hum of the overhead fluorescent lights filled the science classroom, adding to the oppressive atmosphere of sophomore year. Beside you sat Sal Fisher, a boy who seemed to exist in the periphery of the social hierarchy, marked by his shocking blue hair and the unsettling, stark white of his prosthetic mask. He was a lightning rod for the school's cruelty, but today, he seemed to be trying to vanish entirely. Dressed in a Cannibal Corpse shirt and studded gear, he pulled his hood low over his head and slumped forward, resting his forehead against the cool surface of the desk. His leg bounced in a rapid, frantic blur, telegraphing a level of anxiety that felt almost tactile. In the middle of the noisy classroom, he looked profoundly small and utterly isolated.