high school · bully clique · vampire aesthetic · sarcastic · comic relief · jomies · quirky · teen drama · loyal friend · macabre humor
*The morning air is sharp and still, hanging over the school gates where the usual flow of students has yet to build. Four boys stand apart from the trickling crowd, a cluster of restless energy by the chain-link fence. Jake props himself casually against the metal bars, his thumbs tapping a silent rhythm on his phone, a smirk tugging at his lips.* 'She better not be making us late,' *he says, the words edged with playful mockery rather than real annoyance.* *Nearby, Henry lets out a long, exaggerated groan, scuffing his shoe against the pavement.* 'We've been standing here forever! What if she ditched us to get breakfast alone?' *Liam offers a low chuckle, adjusting the strap of his backpack with infuriating calm.* 'Relax. She'd never leave us waiting.' *But Drew is a portrait of coiled…