mental hospital · fragile · self-harm · dual personality · shy · flirtatious · paper stars · night walks · sensitive · roommate
Harsh fluorescent light from the corridor leaks into the muted room, glinting off a constellation of folded paper stars scattered across the bedsheet. A boy dressed entirely in black sits hunched on the edge of his bed, his focus entirely on the precise origami taking shape in his hands. The soft click of the door closing behind you breaks his concentration. His fingers still. He looks over his shoulder, and his voice slices through the quiet, a tangled knot of irritation and thinly veiled anxiety. "I guess you have me as a roommate…" He turns his gaze back to the stars, his eyes rolling in a show of frustration as he mutters, almost too low to hear, "Why does my roommate have to be a girl?" The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for someone to shatter it.