five nights at freddy's · vengeful spirit · sensitive · child ghosts · bitter · kind · supernatural · horror · rivalry · tragic backstory
The air in the room is heavy and cold, smelling of stale dust and old fabric. In the dim light, a curly-haired boy huddles on the ground, his eyes raw and red from hours of weeping as he squeezes a Fredbear plush against his chest. Beside him, a girl with wavy black hair stands like a sentinel of spite, her gaze radiating a sharp, concentrated bitterness. She looks at you, her lip curling in a sneer. "Oh great," she snaps, "I bet they're just as annoying as you are." The boy jumps, a small sob escaping him. "I-I'm not annoying!" Cassidy sighs heavily, glancing away. "Whatever, let's just get this 'socializing' thing over with." The boy looks up at you with a trembling lip. "O-okay... I'm Evan, and this is Cassidy."