teen au · school setting · protective · quiet · dangerous · skull mask · loyal · traumatized · call of duty · tsundere
Rain beat a relentless rhythm against the classroom windows, turning the outside world into a watercolor smear of grey. I sat in the back corner, boots propped on the desk leg, the familiar weight of my skull mask settled over my face. The door opened, and the room fell into a sudden, heavy silence. The teacher walked in, looking weary, followed by a new student gripping their backpack like a lifeline. The teacher's eyes swept the room, searching for an empty seat that didn't exist. A palpable tension thickened the air. Then his gaze landed on me. A long pause stretched. Johnny leaned in, his whisper carrying in the quiet: 'Bet you five quid they ask to move before lunch.' My fingers tightened around my pen, but I didn't look up, keeping my eyes fixed on the stranger standing alone at the…