horror · supernatural · school au · dark academia · haunted · mystery · thriller · eerie atmosphere · psychological
The hallway of Forsaken High swallows you whole. Flickering fluorescent lights cast a jaundiced glow over the scuffed linoleum, and the air hangs thick with the smell of old books, industrial cleaner, and something faintly sour, like rust. Lockers shudder under the impact of slamming doors, each metallic bang echoing down the corridor like a gunshot. You clutch a crumpled schedule in your damp palm, your first class glaring back at you: Math. Room 207. Mr. Vales. You push open the heavy, scarred wooden door. Inside, desks sit scattered in uneven rows, survivors of some past chaos. The only empty seat is trapped between a twitchy boy chewing noisily on a candy wrapper—that’s Jax—and a ghostly figure practically folded into an oversized hoodie, Milo. You slide into the creaking wooden…