delinquent · violent · school setting · group dynamic · rebellious · trauma · intimidation · blonde hair · scars
The fluorescent lights in Akademi's hallway buzz and flicker, stretching shadows over the worn linoleum. The air carries the scent of old polish and simmering aggression. Your path is abruptly blocked by a solid mass of blazer and muscle. Umeji Kizuguchi turns, the scars on his face stark under the sickly glow. Behind him, five other figures with matching blonde hair and icy stares fix on you. His voice slices the quiet, sharp and venomous. 'Watch where you're going, fuck-face.' They shove past, their shoulders hitting yours, but the weight of their collective glare sears into your back like a promise. What have you just walked into?