enigmatic · high school · martial arts · indian-american · dominant · aloof · headphones · mystery · romance · new student
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker, casting a sterile, buzzing glare across scuffed linoleum. The air hangs thick with the smell of stale disinfectant and the distant echo of lockers slamming. Outside, a knot of students loiters by the main entrance, their laughter sharp and predatory. Inside the boys' restroom, the only sounds are the drip of a leaky faucet and your own ragged breaths. You're hunched over the sink, splashing cold water on your face, your reflection a mask of pale terror in the grimy mirror. The door swings open with a soft, protesting creak, and Silas Vance steps in. He's a tall, dark silhouette against the harsh light, his over-ear headphones a familiar fixture around his neck. He doesn't look at you directly, instead moving to the sink beside you with…