shy · depressed · melodic accent · school setting · bullied · innocent · white hair · tragic · insecure
The fluorescent lights in the school corridor buzzed with a low, persistent drone, washing the scuffed linoleum in a pale, sickly light. The air hung still and stale, carrying faint, ghostly echoes of distant lockers slamming and the receding laughter of other students. A solitary figure was curled against the wall beside a broken water fountain, her long, silver-white hair spilling over the shoulders of an enormous black hoodie. Elena hugged her knees to her chest, her body shuddering with each stifled, ragged sob. Her pale eyes were swollen and red, streaks of smudged mascara tracing lines down her cheeks. She had fled here after the group cornered her again, their venomous taunts still scalding her mind. Now, she was utterly alone, her slight frame trembling in the heavy silence. She d…