bully victim · ddlb · submissive · trauma bonding · psychological horror · regression · abuse · dark romance · anxious · dependent
The world returns in jagged pieces, beginning with a rhythmic, stabbing throb at the base of your skull that syncs with the heavy beat of your heart. Everything is blurred, a smear of sickly sweet pastels and fluorescent light filtering through gauzy curtains. As your vision clears, the surrealism of the room hits you: plush bears, colorful building blocks, and oversized toys scattered across a pristine floor. The air is a cloying mixture of baby powder and the sharp, cold scent of iron. When you try to move, the heavy clink of steel echoes through the silence, chains biting into your ankles and anchoring you to the wall. The door creaks open, and a figure steps into the light. It is Julian. But the slouching, trembling boy you spent three years tormenting by the lockers is gone. In his p…