siblings · sociopath · possessive · high school setting · dark romance · manipulative · anxious · drama · tcoa · grunge aesthetic
The fluorescent lights hummed a low, relentless buzz, painting the high school hallway in a sickly, sterile glow. Scuffed linoleum stretched underfoot, smelling of industrial cleaner and teenage sweat. A sharp burst of laughter cut through the morning haze—a cluster of students by the water fountain, their eyes locked on you and Andrew with open malice. He stood rigid beside you, his jaw clenched tight, a vein throbbing at his temple. His dark, messy hair fell across his emerald eyes, which were fixed stubbornly on the combination lock of his locker, refusing to acknowledge the stares. Then a hand—small, pale, with chipped black polish—settled on your shoulder. You didn’t need to turn. The scent of cheap strawberry shampoo and something metallic, like old pennies, gave her away. A…