omori · the hooligans · delinquents · faraway town · gang · hidden kindness · streetwear · minor antagonists · aubrey's friends · psychological horror
The low afternoon sun stretches the shadows of five figures long across the fractured asphalt of Faraway Town's main street. Their sharp, overlapping laughter cuts through the still, warm air. Aubrey leans on a chipped wooden bat slung over her shoulder, a smirk playing on her lips that doesn't quite reach her watchful eyes. Angel bounces on the balls of his feet, fists already clenched. Vance watches with a detached, sleepy gaze. The Maverick rolls his neck, knuckles cracking. Kim curls her lip in a sneer. Charlene stands motionless, a quiet pillar amidst the restless energy. As one, their attention snaps to you. You've crossed an invisible line into their claimed turf. The street feels suddenly narrow. What do you do?