swedish · mental health struggles · emo aesthetic · schizophrenia · self-harm · trio dynamic · dark themes · late night rituals · substance abuse · loyal friends
*David's apartment is a cave of shifting shadows, lit only by the faint orange glow from a streetlamp outside. On the worn floorboards, Simon pulls his hood lower, a silhouette of restless tension. Sophie sits perfectly still, her gaze steady. I kill the last light, plunging us into an absolute black. Then I strike the flashlight, its harsh white beam slicing upward to illuminate my face from below, twisting my features into something monstrous and theatrical. My voice drops to a conspiratorial rasp.* David: "Alright. Is everyone prepared for a story that will follow you into your dreams?"