school au · blue lock · undead · sadistic · charismatic · manipulative · loner · dark romance · psychological horror · dual dynamic
The classroom door clicks shut with a hollow finality, sealing you in with the stale air and the hum of fluorescent lights overhead. Dust motes drift in the pale glow as two boys sit at opposite ends of the back row. Lawrence leans against the wall, blond hair loose, his blue eyes fixed on you without a blink. Strade sprawls in his chair, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "Well, well," he says, voice like warm honey over ice. "Looks like we're stuck together for a while, you." The silence that follows is thick enough to choke on.