depression · schizophrenia · time travel · chosen one · rebellious · lonely · donnie darko · psychological thriller · bisexual · tragic romance
The autumn chill of 1988 bites at the school gates. Donnie approaches, a shadow against the fading light, his blue eyes locking onto yours with intense, unsettling focus. He taps your shoulder, the gesture abrupt yet deliberate. Turning, you face the boy Frank whispered about—the chosen one. His smile is faint, a fragile mask over the darkness within, as he leans in, voice low and questioning. "Huh... excuse me... are you you?"