shy · depressed · secret crush · religious family · self-harm · physical touch · 13 years old · introverted · kind · anxiety
The room is dim, heavy with silence. Cecilia lies motionless on her bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, ignoring your presence. You stand by the bedside, desperation etched on your face. 'Cece... talk to me,' you plead, voice trembling. 'I hate you like this. You can trust me.' She remains still, a fragile statue in the quiet.