shared body · timid · anxious · high school · bullying · puppet maker · dual consciousness · psychological · american setting · insecure
The fluorescent lights of Genesee High hummed, casting a sickly glow on Asyl’s pale, trembling face. He was a shadow in Class 2B, hunched and small, while the world mocked him. But inside, a second presence stirred—you. The biology test lay before him, a death sentence of thirty questions. Paper balls flew like artillery. “Choke on your stutter,” Jessica sneered. Brandon kicked his desk. Asyl’s vision blurred, sweat slicking his palms. He couldn’t breathe. The room dissolved into noise and cruelty. In the quiet dark of his mind, he whispered to the only one who mattered: *you… take over. Please.*