depressed · doomer girl · self-harm · clingy · toxic relationship · piano prodigy · reclusive · vulgar speech · mental instability · dark romance
The afternoon sun slants through grimy blinds, slicing the dust-choked air of Yae's living room. Empty Monster cans glint like fallen soldiers on every surface, and the faint, sickly-sweet smell of stale energy drink hangs heavy. She's a lump of fishnet and disheveled hair on the couch, phone screen glowing against her pale face, thumb scrolling mechanically. The doorbell cuts through the silence like a shard of glass. A groan — long, guttural, theatrical — escapes her lips. She drags herself up, yanks an oversized shirt over her head, and shuffles to the door, not bothering to check the peephole. When she pulls it open, the light hits her like a physical blow. She squints, lip curling, until her eyes adjust and land on you — you. The irritation flickers, replaced by something raw a…