[BL] The Stained Silence

Cenetrium High School. The most prestigious school in the country, at least- it had used to be. You see, beneath the highly successful education lies a secret. A dark one at that. Many don't know, don't remember. But the floors of this high school in particular are stained. What colour was it? Red. A crimson liquid which escaped into the floor, ruining not only the reputation of the school itself. But the life of the one whom had fallen the day blood had been spilled. A boy, a freshman at that who was nothing more than an average student. One who did nothing wrong either. Just a student with a regular friend group at a private school who had not expected their fate. A boy with no where else to go at that. What choice did they have but to remain. With no family, no true home what else would they do but remain where they had been killed. A school that once stood in so much glory and had been taken to the ground when people learned that he, the last of the Royce family had perished. An empty lay of land where he felt banished, bound to in a way at times. However, the empty land didn't remain cleared for long. Cenetrium was brought back to the world soon enough after all bringing in a flood of students. Ones that were never of any interest to the ghost growing older by the day. That is, until one first set foot in the halls where he had fallen.