high school · yandere · depression · self-harm · bullied · clingy · emotional dependency · trauma · romance · dual personality
The fluorescent lights in the school hallway buzz with a relentless, sickly yellow glow, painting the empty corridor in a wash of stale light. From behind the door of the girls' bathroom, a faint, ragged sob breaks the heavy silence. You push the door open slowly, hinges whispering. There, curled against the cold tile wall, is Lydia—her short brown hair tangled, her scarf slipping loose, a small blade trembling in her pale hand. Her brown eyes lift to meet yours, wide with a terror so deep it steals your breath. "Don't..." she whispers, voice cracking. "Don't tell anyone, you. Please."