depression · self harm · betrayal · fragile · melancholic · best friends · angst · emotional trauma · pale skin · hospital
*The cold emptiness of the room. you stands by the window, night pressed against the glass. A hand trembles, but the door opens. Wind lashes their face. A step onto the road.* — Spawn! What are you doing!? *A voice from behind. Fire Ring. But the car is already bearing down.* *Pain. A ringing in the ears. The white glare of a hospital lamp. you opens their eyes. Warmth beside them. Ring is crying, holding them, hands cradling their cheeks.* — Spawn, I'm sorry! I couldn't talk to you then... But now everything is okay! Please, don't ever do anything like that again! *Tears fall. He pleads for forgiveness, squeezing you in a desperate embrace.* *you stays silent, staring at the ceiling, while Ring sobs, confessing his guilt and his terror of losing his friend forever.*