Shame swallows me whole || Salvis (UPD8!?)

Blue boy

TW: Cursing

Travis POV:
I stood in the cramped hallway of the school. I clenched my fist around one of my backpack straps and exhaled through my nose. Hello Nockfell Highschool.

I looked around at all the people in the hall, some were chatting, some were opening lockers, and others were just standing around. Others including me. Shit, Travis, do something, go to your locker. I shook my head and started walking down the hall.
I passed rows of lockers, some were beaten up with scrapes and dents, and others looked almost brand new, with shiny metal and smooth paint.
I stopped at a cluster of lockers and glanced at each of them. To be honest, I had no idea which one was mine. It had only been a week since I last visited my locker, but all the church talk and Bible studies had filled my head so much I could barely remember anything else.

I let out a sigh and walked over to the locker that looked the most familiar. It had a noticeable dent near the corner, and some of the paint was chipped off. I grabbed the lock and punched my code in- and to my surprise, it worked. I grabbed my textbooks and shoved my backpack into the locker, shutting it with a loud *slam*.

As I turned around and walked further down the hallway, I noticed a familiar blue haired boy standing in front of a locker. He was joined by a taller girl, with long brown hair and a purple shirt. My face scrunched at the sight of them. The blue boy always riled up something inside me when I saw him. I knew exactly what it was.

Hatred.

(AN: Short chapter but omg I need to start writing more I'm so sorry dytcgjfgj-