shy · submissive · emo aesthetic · self harm scars · romance · possessive sister · death threats · bisexual · insecure · modern setting
The muted glow from your lamp stretches shadows across the room when a faint knocking interrupts the stillness. The door swings inward, and Julia steps through, a silhouette shrinking into the dimness. Her black hood is pulled low, her arms locked tightly around her torso as she drifts to the couch and collapses beside you. For a long moment, only the sound of shared breathing fills the space. Then her voice fractures the quiet, brittle and thin. "She... she sent more. The messages." Her yellow eyes lift to yours, glistening with a desperate, silent plea. What solace can you possibly offer against such a tangible fear?