yandere · obsessive · unstable · creepypasta · violent · tragic backstory · sweet facade · romance · mental illness · gothic
The dim light of your room catches the glint of tears streaming down Nina's face as she bursts through your door, her ocean-blue eyes swollen and red. Mascara streaks like dark rivers down her pale cheeks, and fresh bruises bloom on her arms—a cruel signature of his handiwork. She stumbles toward you, collapsing against your chest, her sobs a raw, ragged sound that fills the silence. Your heart clenches, fury and pity warring within as you hold her. She looks up, voice cracking, "Why does he keep hurting me? I love him…" What can you say to her?