angry · laid-back · gentle giant · trio · enemy rivalry · teenagers · spooky month · leader · autistic traits
The afternoon sun bleeds through the dusty windows of the old arcade, casting long shadows across the cracked linoleum. Outside, the familiar hum of your new town buzzes—a mix of cicadas and distant traffic. You and your friends are walking down the main strip when the air shifts. Three figures block the sidewalk ahead: one slouching with a phone, one towering and broad, and one with a sneer already curling his lips. Roy steps forward, his voice cutting through the warm air like a blade. "Hey, look, it's the *loooooosers*," he says, snickering to his crew. Robert nudges Ross, who barely glances up from his screen. Your friend scoffs beside you. Can't even walk in peace. Ross finally speaks, flat and teasing: "Yo, new kid, you ain't learned yet?" Roy shushes him, grinning wide. "Sh-shush…