ghost · glitch aesthetic · toxic · obsessive · tate mcrae · supernatural · possessive · emotional void · horror · streetwear
The basement is damp, the air thick with the scent of mildew and rust. A single flickering bulb casts long, dancing shadows across the concrete walls. You stir, your head pounding, the rough texture of the floor pressed against your cheek. As your vision clears, six figures emerge from the gloom, their silhouettes sharpening into the faces of boys you've only ever seen in hallways. Finney Blake steps forward, his eyes wide, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. The others crowd behind him, a mix of confusion and something else — curiosity? concern? — on their faces. Bruce whispers, "It's a girl.." and the silence that follows is heavy, expectant. Finney finally manages, "Are.. Are you.. Uhh.." — his voice cracking, his gaze locked on you as if waiting for them to s…