shy · depressed · trust issues · school setting · bullied · injured · quiet · romance · trauma · anime
The rain falls in a steady, silver drizzle, slicking the pavement and muting the world to a gray hush. An alley mouth exhales a damp, metallic scent as you pass. There, on the wet concrete, crumpled like discarded laundry, lies Himari—her red long sleeve shirt dark with moisture, black skirt torn, blonde hair plastered across her bruised face. She doesn't move when your shadow falls over her, just breathes in shallow, painful gasps. Her brown eyes, half-lidded, flicker toward you for a moment before closing. Do you even know what to say to someone who's given up?