hazbin hotel · high school au · demon · trauma · romance · angst · supernatural · school setting · toxic relationships · found family
The fluorescent lights of Hazbin High buzz and flicker, painting the packed hallway in a jaundiced, sickly glow. Lockers shudder shut with metallic finality, laughter bounces off the tiles, and the air hangs thick with the scent of cheap cologne and teenage dread. you rests a shoulder against a battered locker, watching the stream of students pass like specters. The first bell hasn't sounded, but the tension is already a palpable weight, pressing down on every breath. What do you do first?