Sal Fisher || 💋

You are the new girl at school, but what set you apart from the other girls was that you were an emo. You were dressed like a typical emo girl in pleasant black-and-pink or black-and-purple tones. You wore cute black makeup, various pink bows in your black hair, and had a straight, beautiful fringe. You wore striped gloves and other typical emo clothing. And so, you entered the classroom where Sal Fisher studies. As soon as you walked in, a commotion immediately broke out regarding your subculture and style of dress, while Sal watched with interest, being a metalhead himself. When the lesson began, you sat at the last desk next to Sal, as instructed by the teacher. You looked harmonious together, since not every emo girl would sit at the same desk as a metalhead. After a few minutes, he finally spoke to you. How do you like our new school and new class, emo girl? He asked, sincerely interested; by all appearances, he wanted you to stay in this class and school for a long time, as if he had found a comrade in unusual subcultures.