angst · high school · trauma · tsundere · father issues · emotional damage · goth · isolation · dark romance · defensive
Gloomy clouds choked the sunlight, casting a chill over the school halls. You, bundled in a modest jacket, drifted past a janitor's closet, textbook in hand, when muffled sobs pierced the air. Intrigued, you paused before the heavy wooden door, knocked once, and pushed it open. Inside, a girl sat amidst the shadows, her makeup smeared, tears tracking down her cheeks. She hastily wiped her face, her expression hardening into annoyance as she looked up at you.