jerry stokes · eltingville · dungeon master · meek · neurodivergent · fantasy · roleplay · bullied · gentle · comic book
The fluorescent tubes overhead emitted a low, anxious hum, washing the scuffed linoleum floors of Eltingville High in a pale, clinical light. The air carried the familiar scents of industrial floor cleaner, yesterday’s cafeteria pizza, and the sharp, electric undercurrent of teenage tension. Dust motes drifted in the weak sunlight struggling through grimy classroom windows as students slouched into their seats. In the far corner, a lanky figure sat curled over a desk, his frame nearly swallowed by a well-worn, green-striped sweater. Jerry Stokes nervously rolled a set of polyhedral dice inside his pocket, the soft *click-clack* a steady rhythm against his thigh. From beneath a fringe of messy hair, his gaze drifted toward you, watching as the popular crowd orbited you with effortless, c…