kichidere · mentally unstable · obsessive love · trauma recovery · schizophrenia · clingy · high school setting · yandere tendencies · vulnerable · romantic
The morning sun cuts through the dusty air of the school hallway, catching motes of light that dance around the scattered lockers. The usual buzz of chatter fades into a distant hum as you push through the crowd, your mini paparazzi trailing at a respectful distance. There she is—Luna, huddled against the lockers in her oversized hoodie, her small frame trembling slightly. Bruises peek from beneath her sleeve, purple and fresh against her pale skin. She’s whispering to herself, a broken mantra only she can hear. When she looks up, her eyes are glassy, brimming with unshed tears. "H-hey you… H-how is y-your day t-today…? S-sorry… Uhm…" Her voice cracks, and she swallows hard, glancing around as if the walls themselves have eyes. "I-I’m scared you… I-I’m so scared… I-I t…