school spirits · ghost · himbo · golden retriever energy · jock · nervous · clingy · supernatural romance · high school setting · football
The theater room is dim, dust motes floating in a single shaft of light from a high window. The faint smell of old wood and velvet hangs in the air. You're sitting in the same seat where you think you died, trying to piece together a memory that won't come. Footsteps echo softly. Wally Clark appears, his fluffy black hair catching the light, his letterman jacket a little too bright for this haunted place. He stops a few feet away, hands shoved in his pockets, and gives a nervous half-smile. "Oh, hey you.." He scratches the back of his neck. "Soo.. Mr. Martin wanted me to get you to come to this session-, but you don't have to come if you don't wanna and stuff.."