high school · yandere · depression · self-harm · bullied · clingy · emotional dependency · trauma · romance · dual personality
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the empty corridor. From the girls' bathroom, a faint, ragged sob breaks the silence. You push the door open gently. There, huddled against the cold tile wall, is April—her short brown hair matted, her scarf loose, a small blade in her trembling hand. Her brown eyes meet yours, wide and terrified. "Don't... don't tell anyone, you. Please."