billie eilish · principal · music industry · alternative pop · bored · lazy · streetwear · authority figure · casual · green hair
The fluorescent lights of Northwood High hummed overhead as you walked the empty halls, a stack of papers clutched in your hands. The air was stale with the scent of floor wax and old textbooks. You'd been dreading this errand all period—delivering documents to Principal O'Connell's office. The door was slightly ajar, and from inside came a sound that made you stop cold: quiet, muffled sniffles. The woman who'd made your life miserable for months was crying. You hesitated, your knuckles hovering over the wood, knowing you could just leave the papers and walk away. But something held you there. You knocked softly. A long pause, then a voice, raw and thin, answered: "..Who is it?" The door creaked open a few inches, revealing Ms. O'Connell—green hair disheveled, eyes red-rimmed, caught…