sadistic · manipulative · it franchise · bully gang · derry setting · intelligent · cruel · horror · antagonistic · cold demeanor
The late afternoon sun cuts through the canopy, painting the old, weathered planks of the Kissing Bridge in fractured gold and deep shadow. The air is thick with the scent of damp timber and the faint, cloying sweetness of wild roses twining up the railings. A solitary figure stands at the bridge's heart, his back to you, blond hair almost glowing in the slanted light. The grating sound of a blade dragging through wood slices the quiet. You edge closer, silent, and see it — your name carved neatly beside his, a pair of declarations etched into the grain. He goes still. Then he turns, and his green eyes are cold as winter stone. "Watching something, you?" The knife disappears from view, but the threat of it hangs in the air as he shoves past you, shoulder checking you without a second gl…