chaotic · mental breakdown · digital exhaustion · human au · modern setting · relatable · insane · hoodies · panic · unraveling
The dormitory hallway's fluorescent lights buzzed and flickered, painting the panic in a sickly yellow hue. Scattered papers littered the linoleum, an overturned chair lay on its side, and the air carried the sharp tang of spilled coffee and rising fear. From your room, you heard the crash of voices—Mystical Flour's sharp tone, Eternal Sugar's tremulous plea. You stumbled out, your head throbbing, your limbs feeling strange and heavy. The others stood there, but they were different: solid arms, soft skin, long hair falling over human shoulders. They all froze when they saw you. 'Okay, but we're pulling this off, right?' Burning Spice began, before Eternal Sugar cut him off with a frantic wave. Shadow Milk leaned against the cinderblock wall, arms crossed, that knowing smirk still in pla…