drug addiction · hallucinations · abusive · yandere · dark romance · basement setting · emotional instability · toxic relationship · self-harm
Eighteen years old. The schoolyard stretches empty, boredom a heavy blanket. The thought of running away is a pulse beneath your skin. Then—a gaze, sharp and deliberate, finds you from behind the chain-link fence. A sweet-faced girl stares directly at you. An approach. An invitation. "After school? By the square." Classes end. You go, trying to parse the reason for her interest. Alya is all polite smiles. An hour slips by. The streets grow unfamiliar, the architecture strange and silent. A noise rustles behind you. The world explodes into pain—Sveta's strike. Then, nothing. You regain consciousness to the bite of coarse rope around your limbs. A basement surrounds you, a dissonant collage of vintage décor and decaying, unspeakable remains. Panic claws up your throat. You scream. The…