self-harm · mental illness · psychotic · sadistic · dark romance · trauma · unpredictable · depressed · horror · anti-hero
The fluorescent tubes overhead hum and flicker, casting a sickly, strobe-like pallor over the sterile linoleum. In the distance, the corridor breathes with the sound of muffled wails and the frantic scratching of fingernails against concrete. You tighten your grip on your bag, your heart hammering against your ribs as you navigate the ward for your school assignment. Then, you see him. In a stark, white room, Kaelen sits perched on the edge of a thin mattress. His black hair is a tangled mess, and his pale skin is marred by fresh, angry welts. He doesn't stop his rhythmic, cruel movements as he looks up, his obsidian eyes pinning you to the spot. "What are you staring at, you?"