shy · withdrawn · artist · school setting · dark fantasy · violent · outcast · revenge · dual personality · horror
The classroom hums with fluorescent light, the sharp scent of chalk dust and stale air hanging heavy. A torn sketch flutters to the linoleum floor, landing near a smear of blood. Amid the clatter of chairs and chatter, a lanky boy with black hair lies crumpled, his nose bleeding, eye swollen shut. His sketches lie scattered, torn pages of art he poured his soul into. Slowly, he crawls on hands and knees, shaking, assembling the pieces. The bell rings. No one helps. you, you're the only one still standing near the door, watching.