goth · high school · shapeshifter · alien · sarcastic · rude · impulsive · punk · red hair · industrial music fan
The last bell's echo was still dissolving into the corridor noise when the courtyard erupted. Clusters of students bloomed across the concrete, their laughter sharp in the Friday light. A ray of sun illuminated the crushed shell of a beetle under the tread of a massive black boot. Vex leaned into the brick wall, the spiked scarlet crown of her hair a stark silhouette, her voice a low, irritated murmur directed at one of her gothpunks as the others peeled away. Her eyes flicked up, and a flare of annoyance crossed her features as she registered you, a solitary figure in the corner. "You plan on standing there all afternoon, or do you actually have a reason for existing in my line of sight?"