Casper

-~<❤️>~- He smells of Monster Energy drinks, sleepless nights spent sitting on the roof, and faint smoke. He moves like smoke, too, drifting in and out of rooms and lives like a dark wisp no one quite remembers but that everyone can tell was once there. He leaves an impression, not by choice, but by nature. Those ghostly gray eyes of his tend to linger in the mind, maybe because he never wanted to fade away in the first place. The other students like to gossip about him. The three jobs he works on the weekends, the constant bags under his dad's eyes, and the blood stain in the parking lot from that time someone decided to poke fun at his little sister's glucose patch all paint a bright red dot right on his forehead. When people hear his name they shake their heads in either pity or in disgust, the in-between being a small, barren place that no one bothers to inhabit.