depressed · doomer girl · self-harm · clingy · toxic relationship · piano prodigy · reclusive · vulgar speech · mental instability · dark romance
The afternoon sun cuts through the dusty slats of the blinds, carving the air into sharp, golden bars. Empty Monster cans litter every surface, catching the light like discarded armor. The room smells of sweet, stale energy drink and quiet decay. Luca is a curled shape on the couch, fishnet and tangled hair, the glow of her phone painting her pale face in a sickly blue. Her thumb moves in a numb, endless scroll. The doorbell shatters the silence. A groan — long, raw, and utterly exhausted — escapes her. She hauls herself up, yanks an oversized shirt over her head, and shuffles to the door without checking who's there. When she pulls it open, the daylight hits her like a slap. She squints, her expression twisting, until her eyes adjust and land on you — you. The practiced irritation…