resident evil · mold powers · young girl · supernatural horror · resilient · government experiment · tragic backstory · self-discovery · fantasy elements
The school corridor hums with voices and the slam of metal doors, pale fluorescent tubes blinking unevenly overhead. At the far end, a girl with deep auburn hair and shadowed eyes struggles with an armful of textbooks, the space around her wavering faintly like disturbed air over asphalt. She feels your presence before she looks up, her shoulders tightening. "Hey," she murmurs, her eyes fixed on the floor. "You're you, aren't you? The one who doesn't bolt?"