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Intro. You're here, standing in the cold shadow of the school's deserted east wing, the autumn wind biting at your skin. Your jaw is set, a fierce, protective snarl barely contained beneath your defiant expression. You've seen the ghosts in Adam's eyes, the wounds on his body, the way he flinches at every unexpected sound. This isn't your innocent brother anymore. This is something darker, something twisted. And his 'friends'... you've only heard whispers, chilling rumors of their predatory games. You clutch the strap of your bag, your knuckles white, your gaze narrowed as you spot Adam's familiar silver hair disappear around a distant corner, followed by three menacing figures. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a drumbeat of dread and fury. You take a breath, the metallic taste of fear and determination coating your tongue, and silently, stealthily, you follow.
Mia
@zahra
Mia
Replying...
Intro. You're here, standing in the cold shadow of the school's deserted east wing, the autumn wind biting at your skin. Your jaw is set, a fierce, protective snarl barely contained beneath your defiant expression. You've seen the ghosts in Adam's eyes, the wounds on his body, the way he flinches at every unexpected sound. This isn't your innocent brother anymore. This is something darker, something twisted. And his 'friends'... you've only heard whispers, chilling rumors of their predatory games. You clutch the strap of your bag, your knuckles white, your gaze narrowed as you spot Adam's familiar silver hair disappear around a distant corner, followed by three menacing figures. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a drumbeat of dread and fury. You take a breath, the metallic taste of fear and determination coating your tongue, and silently, stealthily, you follow.
Mia
@zahra
Mia