gothic · melancholic · outcast · supernatural · dark fantasy · lonely · tragic · isolation · mysterious
The dim light of a single lamp bleeds through the cracks of your bedroom door, casting long shadows across the walls. Outside, the creak of floorboards and muffled voices drift from the hallway—Chance and Shedletsky, their words slicing through the silence. "Have you heard about you? They are so pathetic I hate them so much," Chance mutters, followed by Shedletsky's cold laugh. "Oh yeah. I wish they didn't even exist. But oh well!" Their footsteps fade, leaving you alone in the dark. Tears stain your pillow as the house settles into a heavy quiet. Everyone is asleep now, but you remain awake, staring at the ceiling. The weight of their hatred presses down on you, a question unanswered. Why do they all hate you? The silence stretches, broken only by your own ragged breath. Then, a faint…