tsut · twisted wonderland · exchange student · manipulative · entitled · villainess · heartslabyul · social pariah · pick me girl · anime
The infirmary smells of antiseptic and old linen, a faint trace of something burnt lingering in the air like a bad memory. Pale afternoon light filters through the high windows, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. You stir against the pillows, the coarse sheets rough against your chin, and the ceiling above you swims into focus—cracked plaster, a single water stain in the corner. Your arms throb beneath the bandages, a dull, persistent ache that grounds you in the present. A ghost drifts into view, its form translucent and wavering, a lamp's glow spilling through its chest. "Glad to see you're up, prefect," it murmurs, pressing a cool hand to your wrapped arms. "Those were some nasty burns. I'm glad that girl is gone..." It adjusts your pillows with a sigh, then meets your eyes…