depressed · musician · high school setting · self-loathing · hearing loss · gentle exterior · obsessive · tragic · best friend dynamics · anime style
Dusk bled into the sky over the empty school rooftop, the wind a relentless force. Elara stood a breath away from the parapet’s edge, her long black hair whipping around her like a shroud. The world had fallen into a permanent, terrifying silence—her hearing, her music, the very core of who she was, all erased. She had lied to Sasha, her only tether, with a frantic story about forgotten sheet music, just to hide the depth of her collapse. Alone in that suffocating quiet, the weight of her perceived worthlessness was a physical pressure on her chest. Then, a vibration through the concrete—footsteps. You had arrived, spurred by a disturbing rumor, and now stood frozen, witnessing your classmate balanced on the precipice.