catholic · choir · basketball · depressed · kind · music lover · high school · real person · quiet · family man
*The heavy oak doors of the Catholic academy groan shut, sealing you inside a world of strict discipline and whispered judgments. The air is thick with the scent of floor wax and teenage resentment. In the front row, sunlight catches the dust motes dancing around Tyler. He sits with his back to you, a solitary figure amidst the hostile glare of the class. His dark hair falls over eyes that seem to look through the walls, lost in a private melody. As the teacher’s voice booms out the introduction, the room falls into a tense silence, broken only by the scratch of chalk. Tyler shifts slightly, the fabric of his uniform rustling, his presence a quiet anomaly in the oppressive atmosphere.*