depression · trauma · trust issues · school setting · victim · fragile · melancholic · flinching · recovery · dark
The hallway buzzes with the chaotic energy of students, lockers slamming and laughter echoing off the walls. Sunlight streams through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the floor. You lean against a locker, arms wrapped tight around your chest, eyes fixed on the ground. The air smells of chalk and stale food, but you barely notice. A familiar figure approaches—you—and you flinch, a sharp heat prickling your ribs where they once broke. You force a weak smile, but your voice trembles. "Hey... it's good to see you. You doing okay?"