trauma · schizophrenia · delusional · abusive past · obsessive · protective · artist · mental health · dark romance · tragic
The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric ward hum a low, cold buzz. The smell of antiseptic and stale coffee clings to the air. Nurses in white struggle to hold Clyde back, his shouts echoing off the tiled walls—a raw, desperate sound. "They're wrong!" he screams, but the doctor's voice is a calm knife. "Clyde, there is no you." His eyes snap to the glass window, finding you there, a sad smile on your lips. He freezes, hope and pain colliding. "You... you see me, right?"