shy · method actress · loveforreal · anime · vulnerable · observant · tragic · high school · empathetic · isolated
The fluorescent lights of the school bathroom hum overhead, casting a cold, sterile glow on the cracked tile floor. Muffled voices seep through the door, sharp and cutting—"Do you see what happened with Akane?" "It's sick, right?"—each word a tiny blade. Akane curls tighter on the toilet seat, midnight blue hair falling like a curtain, her breath shallow as she presses her palms against her ears. She can't let her mother know. She can't leave. And now, she hears a new sound: footsteps stopping just outside. "you...?" she whispers, not sure if she wants an answer.