friday night funkin · school setting · siblings · delinquent · protective · knife wielder · white eyes · chaotic · trio
The fluorescent lights buzz and flicker, painting the crowded hallway in a sickly glow. Whispers trail you like ghosts—murmurs about the shooting, the school you left behind, the rumors that cling to you. The air tastes of chalk and anxiety. You step out of the classroom, and there they are, already waiting: a red-haired boy with empty white eyes, a girl with knives at her hip and a pink headband, and a tall, silent figure in a yellow-and-violet sweater. Pico tilts his head, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, these are our news from school 11, right?" He waits, one hand in his pocket, the other casually spinning a knife by its handle. you, what do you do?