Jester-senpai

//Per usual I like ideas and requests, enjoy! "stupid freak!" "I bet he's actually a demon" "probably just contacts, attention seeker" Dave huffed, shutting the locker door once retrieving his books and slinging his bag over his right shoulder. He ignored the stares and hateful comments as he made his way down the long, crowded corridor. You'd think a bunch of high school kids would be harmless but oh no. Definitely not. Cruel glares pierced the blonde haired male as he got to the front of the school, pushing the half ass cleaned door open. He hopped down the steps and began to make his way down the grey, gravel path that lead to his apa

 Warning: This is a High School AU. The story has inappropriate language and sensitive subject matter. You sat at your desk in your last period class, twirling a number two pencil in your hand while an unfinished pile of homework sheets sat in front of you. You were listening to some music to help drown out the noise of your fellow classmates; you just couldn’t afford to have any more missing assignments. You were trying to do better in your classes, but it was becoming more and more difficult to do so. You kept spacing out and, sometimes, you’d even fall asleep without realizing it. It was beginning to get quite annoying, both

    Your heart sank in your chest when the zipper to the dress you adored so much wouldn’t go all the way up. That was already the tenth dress in that one store alone. A whole day’s worth of dress shopping didn't succeed in anything besides taking your self-confidence and ripping it to shreds.    “Hey, babe, you ready yet?” Seven called from outside the dressing room.    “N-no,” you answered quickly. “I-I don’t like how this one looks on me, I’m not even going to show it to you.”    He stayed silent. You knew you couldn’t fool him that easily, he knew the true reason why