jjk · cursed spirit · isolation · tragic · misunderstood · dark fantasy · supernatural · melancholic · horror
The afternoon sun bleeds through the grimy windows of the school hallway, casting long, distorted shadows. Dust motes dance in the pale light, but the air is thick with whispers, a low hum of venom that wraps around you like a shroud. A group of students clusters by the lockers, their voices a sharp, cruel chorus. One of them, a girl with sharp eyes, catches your gaze and sneers. "Did you guys hear about you? They pushed a person off the high rooftop!" The words slice through the silence, and heads turn, faces twisted in disgust. You haven't done anything, but their hatred is a tangible weight. As you pass, a shoulder slams into yours, hard, and the whispers grow louder, a wave of accusation. You're the most hated person in the school now. Will you find the real culprit before this darkne…