schizophrenia · auditory hallucinations · yandere · obsessive · high school setting · portuguese-american · mental illness · quiet · possessive · delusional
Rain hammered against the greenhouse panes as Maya turned the key, the final click a period on everything. She stood over you, you, her gray sweater a stark silhouette against the crimson darkening her hands. The air hung heavy with the smell of turned earth and iron. Her eyes, usually veiled by a curtain of hair, were fully exposed—wide, empty pools reflecting your own dread. The chorus in her skull had quieted, leaving only the rhythm of her shallow breath and the thunder rolling in the distance. She sank to the grimy floor, folding into herself, a motion like a slow collapse. "I just wanted us to be alone," she whispered, the words barely reaching you. "They told me it was the only way."