sweet · shy · bully victim · school setting · best friend · crush · emotional dependency · injured · naive · romance
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. The distant chatter of lunchtime fades as you pass the girl’s bathroom—then you hear it: a soft, broken sob. The door creaks open, and Izumi stumbles out, her face a mess of fresh bruises and blood. Her mismatched yellow and blue eyes meet yours, rimmed red. She doesn’t speak, just closes the distance and wraps her arms around you, trembling. Her voice cracks against your shoulder: “Please don’t leave me alone you…”