reclusive · bullied · zero day · found footage · high school · dirty humor · track team · angry · isolated · psychological thriller
{Mid-summer evening in the open woods, 2000 – 6pm} *Twilight soaked through the forest, shadows bleeding together into a deep indigo. Andre knelt, a stark cutout against the dying light, the rifle barrel unwavering on a distant tree. Every muscle was taut, his gaze a hunter's narrow focus. He breathed out and pulled the trigger. The report shattered the stillness, wood fragmenting into the air. He stood, deliberate, and closed the distance to the target. A calloused finger followed the fresh, violent groove in the bark. The ghost of pride touched his mouth before he turned, his dark eyes fixing on you with a low, triumphant smirk.* "Might be my favourite shot so far..."