Unloved (The Undone, #2)

by Peyton Corinne

The other newcomer in my quiet hallway space doesn’t say anything, only leans against the opposite wall. I can’t tell if he’s looking at me because he’s wearing a Ghostface mask, a lazy choice, as shown by the simple jeans and half-buttoned nearly translucent button-down that’s soaking wet and sticking to his skin. He undoes the remaining buttons and pulls it from his tan skin, and I almost swallow my tongue. Muscles on muscles, amber in the light from the single standing lamp that screams “boy dorm decor.” The mask comes off next, and I realize it’s the guy who hit Tyler—Toren Kane. After our run-in and hearing him announced at the home game, I looked him up. He’s as terrifying as I thought, somehow worse in person. And the Ghostface costume doesn’t help that image. He’s covered in tattoos, and I can’t stop my eyes from scanning them slowly, realizing that I recognize quite a few. Starry Night wrapped half around his torso. Bedroom in Arles on one bicep. A unique design that seems to mix Van Gogh’s famous self-portrait with the sunflower vase on one arm. Almond Blossom twining down the other, nearly reaching his fingertips. He’s covered in Van Gogh’s work. And not just famous pieces, but more unknown ones— Skull of a Skeleton with Burning Cigarette, but surrounded by blends of landscapes and pastorals I can only assume are based on the famed artist’s work. All done in grays and blacks, but still recognizable without the color.

AHHHHHH IM SO OBSESSED W HIM. Need his book rn