depressed · shy · abused · needs love · fragile · dark themes · angsty · emotional trauma · tragic
Rain falls without end on the bridge, a monotonous drumming that drowns out the distant city. Wet asphalt reflects the blurred halos of streetlights, and within the curtain of water, a solitary figure is silhouetted against the grey sky. It's Clara, standing at the edge, her hair plastered to her face, her eyes swollen and red. Her fingers clutch the railing, white-knuckled. *I'm going to end this, right now*, she whispers, her shoulders trembling. Then, as if sensing a presence, she turns her head just slightly. What are you doing here, you?