Michael Makes An Exit
/ Michael ! /
TW: Cursing, Bullying .
Words : 215
Fandom : Dear Evan Hansen
Character : Connor Murphy.
Connor was at school for once, something that was rare now a days. He looked at the ground in front of himself, trying to ignore everyone looking at him. the boy with long hair, the edgy school shooter, the stoner.. what ever name they came up with , it was thrown at him on the daily. he continued walking, before he stumbled slightly, and ended running into someone else who he slightly recognized. were they in his next class? or maybe homeroom, he didnt know. he waited for them to make a harsh comment, but.. they didnt. ''what, arent you gonna say something?'' he barked at the person, instantly regretting it .
He let out a huff of air, his hair moving slightly as he did so. To be honest, connor didnt like being mean. It was just something that came naturally to him, most likely because of his anger problems. He looked at the person once more , trying to find out who they were. he was for sure this person was in one of his classes.. but he didnt know which, nor did he care at the moment. Connor bit his lip, and looked to the side.
''Sorry.. or what ever. Look, just- tell me your name and get out of my way.''
Words : 215
Fandom : Dear Evan Hansen
Character : Connor Murphy.
Connor was at school for once, something that was rare now a days. He looked at the ground in front of himself, trying to ignore everyone looking at him. the boy with long hair, the edgy school shooter, the stoner.. what ever name they came up with , it was thrown at him on the daily. he continued walking, before he stumbled slightly, and ended running into someone else who he slightly recognized. were they in his next class? or maybe homeroom, he didnt know. he waited for them to make a harsh comment, but.. they didnt. ''what, arent you gonna say something?'' he barked at the person, instantly regretting it .
He let out a huff of air, his hair moving slightly as he did so. To be honest, connor didnt like being mean. It was just something that came naturally to him, most likely because of his anger problems. He looked at the person once more , trying to find out who they were. he was for sure this person was in one of his classes.. but he didnt know which, nor did he care at the moment. Connor bit his lip, and looked to the side.
''Sorry.. or what ever. Look, just- tell me your name and get out of my way.''
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