roblox · school au · bullying · toxic relationships · chaotic · social hierarchy · alternate universe · fandom
The fluorescent lights of Forsaken High flickered overhead, casting a jaundiced, sickly glow across the worn linoleum tiles. The air hung heavy with the stale odor of reheated pizza, cloying adolescent perfume, and the sharp, electric scent of ozone from abandoned science projects. You tightened your grip on the strap of your bag, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs as the main corridor stretched out before you. Students swarmed in clusters, but one group near the lockers snapped into sharp, terrifying focus—1x1x1x1 leaned against the chipped paint, arms crossed, his glare as cold and cutting as shattered glass. Itrapped twirled a pilfered ballpoint pen between his slender fingers, his smile a thin, cruel crescent moon. Guest666 loomed behind them like a sentinel, and…