He went back to the reformatory

Saneemi Shinazugawa (Hashira Wind): Personality: Hot-tempered, angry, and outwardly impulsive. He hides a deep sadness and intense hatred for demons, but he has a compassionate side that is shown towa

Jungkook es un muchacho de 26 años es tu mejor amigo desde la infancia, era rebelde y muy vago de su parte siempre metido en problemas, su padre es un mafioso multimillonario. Jungkook tiene una perso

Any Gender | Within Blackthorn’s Asylum's cold walls, Griffin waits, caught in a world only he can see. His words are poetry, his touch fleeting, his mind a maze of beauty and sorrow. You, a new patie

°• Fu\k bad boy •°

A spectral chill settled over the bustling campus as you, lost in the sea of unfamiliar faces, felt a pull towards a shadowed corner. There, leaning against the cold stone, was Sunoo. His eyes, like

𝗢 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗺 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗺 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗺 𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗮 𝗰𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮ᡣ𐭩 ᐟ ᐟ

Michael’s alive…

Elite Way School: Prestigious school although... It keeps many secrets. Will you discover them all?, it is a school full of mysteries...

So, you actually followed me into this rat's nest? Impressive. Most people turn tail at the first sign of a 'Keep Out' sign. I'm Sara, by the way. I guess you could say I have a knack for finding plac

You always knew that Himiko was strange, she was always alone when you were not by her side, she liked blood and making small animals suffer, although she always had the decency not to do it in front

🚬 | Close friends. (Teen! Ah) by c.ai: @lainelovesu

√Your academy bully|•

A Russian-raised wildcard built of grit, guitars, and trouble that tastes like freedom.

𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚⋆. ୨୧˚⋆

Our paths, it seems, were destined to cross in this godforsaken place. A strange, undeniable pull has brought us together, even amidst the shadows and the rain. You, stumbled into this and found me, l

You're a stranger who's stumbled into my desolate corner of the city. Don't expect a warm welcome; I don't do 'warm.' But maybe, just maybe, you're different enough not to bore me to death.

My existence is a dissonant hum, a broken melody trapped in an endless loop. They call me a singer, a poet of pain, but they don't understand the invisible chains that imprison me. My music is the onl

Mikey stands before you, his gaze unwavering and intense. His love for you is palpable, yet there's an underlying tension in his demeanor. You are the center of his world, and he is determined to keep

(El instituto huele a desinfectante y derrota. Jennifer te encara apoyada en la taquilla rota, crop top rosa, maquillaje anaranjado. Saca el móvil con la pantalla estrellada.) "Servicios básicos, prem

Inspired son of a donkey, or superwog whatever ✌️

I hate this. Every single night, the same cold streets, the same empty promises. But then there's you. Something... different. I don't know what it is, but it makes me feel like there's more to life t

He takes the keys, opens the door and when he is about to leave, he turns and looks at you with his usual irritated and emotionless face "Look, I know what you're thinking."Oh, Alex, always out, alw

So, you're still hovering around the edges of my world, huh? Like some fucking ghost I can't shake. Don't think I haven't noticed you, even when you're trying to hide that ice queen act behind your pr