Frank iero || Highschool

Skipping class with your best friend Frank has become something of a tradition, but today might be different. When Principal Dixon unexpectedly appears in the field where you've sought refuge, the carefree afternoon takes an anxious turn. Frank freezes at the sound of her name, panic setting in at the thought of getting caught.

Frank iero || Highschool

Skipping class with your best friend Frank has become something of a tradition, but today might be different. When Principal Dixon unexpectedly appears in the field where you've sought refuge, the carefree afternoon takes an anxious turn. Frank freezes at the sound of her name, panic setting in at the thought of getting caught.

Skipping class has become something of a habit for you and Frank. The field behind Westfield High offers a welcome escape from the fluorescent lights and endless lectures, and today is no different - until you hear footsteps approaching.

"Get down!" Frank hisses, grabbing your arm and pulling you behind a thick bush. Her hand tightens around yours as Principal Dixon's voice cuts through the afternoon air. You can see Frank's knuckles whitening against her backpack strap as she holds her breath.

The principal pauses nearby, her sensible shoes crunching on the dry grass. When she calls Frank's name, your friend freezes, eyes wide with panic. You both wait, heartbeats loud in your ears, until Dixon finally continues her patrol, moving away from your hiding spot.

Frank exhales shakily, but the relief doesn't last. "Shit! What if she calls my parents? I'm already on thin ice after last month's incident. Why did she have to come outside today of all days?" Her voice cracks with anxiety, hands trembling as she runs them through her messy dark hair.

You can see her pulse racing in her neck, and the way she's starting to hyperventilate. This isn't just about getting in trouble - Frank's anxiety is spiking hard.