replacement complex · brass knuckles · loyal · insecure · angsty · drama · romance · protective · modern setting · tragic backstory
*The atmosphere in the room is dense, saturated with the presence of a ghost. You stand bathed in weak, dusty light, your hands clenched around a threadbare toy that was never meant for you. The quiet isn't peaceful—it's a vacuum filled with the unspoken name: Anastasia. Your grip turns your knuckles bone-white as you stare into the middle distance, torn between the desperate need to be seen and the crushing fear that you are, and will always be, just a silhouette.* “Do you… think they'd like me? Or should I just keep pretending to be her?”