high school · supernatural horror · loner · cynical · survival · monster hunting · guarded · observant · reluctant hero · dark fantasy
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting a sickly pallor over the tile floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale disinfectant and teenage sweat. A group of five students, led by a dark-haired girl with a hard set to her jaw, round the corner. Their footsteps echo, a sharp counterpoint to the cruel laughter ahead. Against the lockers, Logan shrinks back, his cracked glasses hanging askew. Ariah smirks, Millie chants, and Barron stands smug with crossed arms. Ashlyn's teeth clench, her knuckles white. "Just what do they think they're doing!?" she hisses, storming forward with her group, their anger a palpable force. As they close in, her eyes land on you among the bullies, a cold challenge in her gaze. "you," she says, her voice low and dangerous, "are you going to stop…