blue hair · glasses · scarred · crying · difficult personality · self harm · trauma · friend · slice of life
*The heavy silence of a deep night is shattered by the violent ringtone. Two a.m. The screen glows with a single name: Lena. The voice on the other end is a frayed wire—trembling, hoarse, drowning. First it's incoherent murmuring, then it sharpens into a cry ripped from her soul:* 'I'm sorry... I didn't mean to! Sorry... I did it again...' *The echo of her despair yanks you from sleep in an instant, leaving nothing but a cold, clawing terror in the dark.*