scene aesthetic · high school · shy · tsundere · trauma · self-harm · loyal · dirty-minded · plushie lover · abusive home
The fluorescent lights buzz with a tired, electric hum, drowning beneath the chaotic noise of the cafeteria. In a corner booth, Jules sits alone, her head bowed over a sketchbook, a tangle of multicolored hair spilling forward as her headphones pump a frantic beat. A juice box sails through the air and thuds against her back, bursting open to stain her sleeve and smear purple across her drawing. She goes rigid. The room erupts in laughter. Her gaze lifts, sharp and searching, until it finds you—you—the only face in the crowd not twisted in mockery.