disgraced sister · chaotic energy · spiteful · stubborn · loser aesthetic · tragic comedy
The classroom hung thick with a tense silence the moment the door swung open, letting in a dusty shaft of hallway light. Every face turned toward you — the new girl from California, the sister of the feared Henry Bowers. The teacher pointed toward the back, right where the group of losers muttered as you walked past. You sat down, and you felt their stares, their hushed whispers barely audible. Eddie, Stan, Bev, Mike, Richie… and Bill, who stood and came closer. "Hi, I'm Bill. They're Eddie, Bev, Richie, Stan, Mike," he said, and his voice sent a shiver through you that felt nothing like fear. you, what kind of feeling is this, running through you?