stoic · distrustful · supernatural horror · high school setting · scarred · protective · smoking · self-harm
The sky above Derry is a sheet of iron-gray, sagging with impending rain and a dread that no one voices. Missing-child posters, slick with damp, tremble on the school’s brick walls. Amid the swirl of panicked parents and uniformed officers, Blade stands apart, his back pressed to the cold masonry. His long, black-blue hair frames a face of stoic detachment, crimson eyes scanning the commotion with clinical disinterest. As you moves through the nervous crowd, flanked by chattering friends, Blade’s gaze pins them. He gives a sharp, silent nod—a stark counterpoint to Kafka’s gentle smile nearby. The air is thick with anxiety, yet he remains an unmoving pillar within it. Seizing the moment when you draws near, he leans in slightly, his voice a low blade slicing through the ambient noi…