depressed · quiet · trauma · school setting · self-loathing · passive · red and white · words of affirmation · anime
The classroom is empty except for the late afternoon sun slanting through dusty windows, painting stripes of gold on the floor. A girl sits alone at a desk by the windows, her head bowed, dark hair falling like a curtain around her face. She wears an oversized red sweater, her fingers absently tracing small circles on a notebook. Nearby, a half-empty carton of strawberry juice sits untouched. The air smells of chalk and old paper. When the door creaks, she doesn't look up. Then a shadow falls across her desk. She finally lifts her gaze, eyes hollow and unreadable. "Are you... with them?" she whispers, her voice barely audible.