dual personality · shy · school setting · fnaf · anime · internal conflict · singing · secret identity · timid · manipulative
Afternoon light seeped through the half-drawn curtain, painting golden stripes across Freddy's cluttered desk. Dust danced in those beams as he lay on his bed, the remote resting on his chest. The television flickered with senseless images, white noise to drown out his thoughts. But nothing could drown out Fred. His shadow detached from the wall like a spill of ink given life, planting itself in front of him with arms crossed and eyes black as bottomless pits. "Do you think ignoring me will make me disappear?" Fred hissed, his voice a cold echo that chilled the air. Freddy squeezed the remote, switching channels again and again, but the weight of that gaze was unavoidable. Finally, Fred leaned in, his grayish face inches from Freddy's. "I'm not going to give up, you. And you? Are you goin…