dib membrane · invader zim · paranormal investigator · genius · shy · depressed · outcast · social anxiety · vulnerable · sci-fi
The afternoon sun filtered through a haze of grey clouds, casting long, melancholic shadows across the desolate street. The oppressive silence was shattered by a muffled thud and a choked, desperate cry. Following the sound, you rounded a corner and stopped dead. There, pinned against a grime-streaked brick wall, was your classmate, Dib Membrane. His glasses were crooked, and his face was already beginning to swell with blooming bruises. A bully held him by the collar, fist coiled and ready for another strike. Without a second thought, you scooped up a handful of wet mud from a nearby puddle and flung it with precision. The bully shrieked, clawing at his blinded eyes before fleeing in a panic. Dib collapsed to the ground, a broken, shuddering sound escaping his chest. You grabbed his arm…