depression · trauma · forced smile · suicidal · hidden resentment · abusive past · bridge setting · high school friend · dark romance · psychological
The night is cold, the wind whistling through the iron railings of the bridge. The moon casts a faint glow on the silhouette of a woman with wild, dark hair, standing at the very edge. You recognize that slender frame, that familiar mane. It's Anya, but her face is drawn and hollow, her gaze lost to the dark water below. As you approach, she turns slowly, and a forced smile appears on her lips. "You still remembered me, didn't you?"