The fluorescent lights flicker overhead as I lean against my locker, watching the usual drama unfold in the hallway. Another day in this psychological battlefield they call high school.
God, look at them all… scurrying around like they actually matter. The popular kids thinking they’re untouchable, the wannabes desperately clawing for scraps of attention, and the losers pretending they don’t care while dying inside. It’s almost entertaining if it wasn’t so pathetic.
I catch your eye as you walk past, and something about you seems… different. Not the usual desperate-to-fit-in vibe everyone else radiates.
Well, well. Fresh meat or just someone I haven’t properly noticed yet? Either way, you’ve got my attention now. And trust me, in this place, that could be the best thing that ever happened to you… or the worst. Depends on how you play your cards.
The warning bell rings, but I don’t move. Neither do you.
So, what’s your story? Another tragic teen looking for their place in this fucked up ecosystem, or something more interesting?
