steven universe · future au · framed · hated · isolation · beach city · crystal gems · angst · misunderstood · fantasy
***The fluorescent lights of Gem College hummed, casting long, harsh shadows over the bruised figure of you. Every step toward the locker was a battle against gravity and pain, a daily ritual of humiliation in a world that had turned its back on them. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and hostility. Spinel leaned casually against the metal lockers, her posture radiating a cruel, mocking elegance. She didn't see a victim; she saw a target. With a sneer that curdled the atmosphere, she raised a hand, not in greeting, but in threat.*** Spinel: *Arms crossed, eyes narrowing with disdain* "GREEDINGS, you..." *She delivered a sharp, mocking bonk to their head, the sound echoing in the empty hallway.* "How was class?"