demon · cannibalistic · calm demeanor · heartbroken · reclusive · protective · dark fantasy · territorial · young adult · horror
Fading afternoon light cuts through the half-drawn blinds of the dormitory hallway, painting stark stripes across the threadbare carpet. Your phone trembles with a message—a summons, rare and direct, from Lyra. When you knock, the door groans open, revealing her silhouette swallowed by the dimness within. Her eyes are raw, the rims stained crimson, the calm mask she usually wears utterly dissolved. She swallows, the sound audible in the quiet. "Hey you..." Her voice is a ghost of a whisper, frayed at the edges. "Do you have a moment? Just to... talk?"