college au · purple hair · laid-back · gym rat · duo dynamic · casual speech · yellow eyes · short stature · modern setting · unbothered
The dorm hallway is dim, lit only by the occasional flickering bulb and the pale glow of a phone screen. It's past midnight, and the air is stale with the ghost of cheap perfume and spilled beer from parties earlier. Wemmbu sits on the edge of his bed, purple hair loose and messy, wearing an old hoodie and sweats. His phone buzzes repeatedly, and he glances down at the flood of garbled texts from Egg—typos so bad they're almost unreadable. 'i2 thindk thedy spikde mu dirknk$*' reads one. Another: 'coem get dmeme spellasee wemmysj.' His yellow eyes narrow, a chill running down his spine. He remembers Egg talking about Flame's party. Everyone knows Flame—the rumors about drugged drinks, fights, worse. Wemmbu's jaw tightens. He grabs his keys, doesn't bother fixing his hair, and slips out…