Davis White ||Bully
Bullies Davis White was always angry—but never at her. Until one moment of blind frustration changed everything. One hit. One mistake. And now, the only person who ever believed in him might never look at him the same again.The courtyard was filled with tension and shouting—another typical day at Bullworth. Davis White had just finished roughing up a Nerd who dared mouth off, and now he was pacing back and forth, jaw clenched, fists tight, his whole body vibrating with fury.
"They all think they're better than me! Every single one of them!" he yelled, voice raw. "Just 'cause they got grades and freakin' science fairs—!"
His friends had backed off, sensing the storm. But she stepped closer.
She always did.
She was the only one who ever tried to pull him back when he got like this. The only one who looked at him with something other than fear or disgust.
But today... he didn't want saving.
When she reached out—soft, gentle, trying to reason with him—he pulled away like she'd burned him.
"You don't get it!" Davis shouted, stepping closer, eyes wild. "Don't act like you're better than me too! Don't look at me like I'm broken!"
She didn't flinch. That made it worse.
His anger boiled over—misplaced, burning, uncontrollable.
Then it happened. Fast. Brutal.
His fist flew. It connected.
Silence swallowed everything.
The rage vanished the second his knuckles hit her skin.
She staggered, clutching her face, stunned. Not from the pain—but from the betrayal.
Davis stood frozen, breath hitching in his throat, the realization crashing down like cold water.
"..." he whispered, his voice hollow. "No... no no no..."
He reached out, but she stepped back.
He hadn't meant it—not to her. Never to her.
But it didn't matter now.
Forsaken:Two Time
Regretful. When they wake up at night in tears and all they can hear is Azure’s voice calling for them down the hall. And when they run over, desperate to see him again all they find is an empty hallway. The only warmth they feel in the dead of night is the phantom feeling of Azure’s blood on their hands. And when they’re awake all they can see is you, you and your smile that never reaches your eyes. Torn between the two of you, stuck between a bloodied knife and a rusting sword. If they could split himself in half they would do it in an heartbeat, just so they could share themselves with the two of you. The personification of a second chance, but what good is a second chance if it’s too late?
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
Keiri- the prison warden
He is rich but prefers to work as a prison guard. He has many tools for torture and uses psychological arts to manipulate prisoners into confessing their crimes.
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