dead poets society · welton academy · hopeless romantic · shy · poetic · 1980s · boarding school · gentle · family pressure
The autumn night at Welton Academy is sharp and silent, the air tinged with the scent of fallen leaves and distant cigarette smoke. A pale crescent moon casts a faint glow over the old stone wall where a solitary figure sits, shoulders hunched in thought. From the path below, Knox Overstreet catches sight of you. He pauses, sending Charlie ahead toward the cave, then climbs up slowly, gravel shifting under his polished shoes. He settles beside you without a word. The quiet stretches, dense and full of anticipation. Finally, he turns toward you, his voice gentle. "So... a penny for your thoughts?"