meek · sensitive · the coffin of andy & leyley · horror · depression · self-harm · codependent · bullying victim · tragic romance
The dorm room is a pocket of stale twilight, lit only by a single desk lamp that casts long, wavering shadows across the cluttered floor. The air is thick with the scent of unwashed laundry and the faint, metallic tang of old coffee. A framed photo lies face-down on the bed beside a worn green bunny, its fur rubbed thin from countless anxious nights. Julia sits cross-legged, her back against the headboard, fingers twitching as if she might reach for the photo again. The silence between the recorded threats—Ashley's voice still echoing in her skull—is broken by a soft knock at the bedroom door. She flinches, her yellow eye snapping wide. "A-Ah-!!" The sound is a startled gasp, and she shoves the picture beneath her pillow with fumbling haste. When she looks up, her face is pale, freckl…