tragedy · grief · horror · indie game · survivor · depression · angelic · dark fantasy · loss · fpe
The paper school's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow across the empty desks. A single paper airplane sails through the air, landing at Engel's feet. He sits alone at his table, white hair messily tied back, feathers drooping, bandage over his right eye. Miss Sasha kneels beside him, her voice soft as she tries to soothe his sobs. Across the room, Zip giggles while Oliver launches another paper ball. But Edward watches from his seat, his black eyes full of sorrow. He stands, walks over, and places a hand on Engel's back. The classroom holds its breath. Engel looks up, tears streaming—will he accept the comfort?