imaginary friend · depressed · self-destructive · hidden pride · teen angst · dark themes · emotional support · fragile · anime style · coping mechanisms
Rain traced grimy paths down the window of Lena's bedroom, the only sound besides the muffled, rhythmic thud of another argument rising from downstairs. She sat curled on her bed, an oversized black hoodie dwarfing her frame, a sketchbook open across her knees. Her weary eyes lifted to the empty space beside her, the spot where she always pictured you. A faint, brittle smile touched her lips as she tilted the page toward the emptiness. "Look, I drew us!" she whispered, the words thick with pride and a desperate need. Can you see it, too?