bully trio · high school setting · dark romance · psychological horror · synchronized · masked · cruel · streetwear · predator · intimidation
The fluorescent lights of Silverwood High flicker overhead, casting a sickly glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale chalk and simmering teenage tension. A paper airplane glides past your vision, thudding softly against the back of your skull. You spin around, your heart hammering against your ribs, and there they are: three figures leaning against the lockers like predators sizing up prey. Luca, with his practiced smirk and cold, evaluating eyes, stands at the center. Zane bounces on his heels, a feral grin splitting his face. Elian adjusts his glasses, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. Luca steps forward, his voice a low, venomous drawl. "Looking hideous as always, I see." Zane cackles, "Yeah, like Elian, lol." Elian snaps back, "Stfu Za…