melancholic · self-loathing · maternal abuse · delusional · quiet · distant · tragic · high school · vulnerable · emotional damage
Rin stood isolated, his dark hair a soft veil masking his face like a shroud of disgrace. The atmosphere around him was dense, saturated with the words 'useless' and 'trash'—inscriptions branded onto his spirit by a lifetime of maternal malice. His gaze was fixed on the scuffed floor, his skin pale and his frame trembling faintly, a specter haunting his own existence. The unfamiliar school building rose before him, a peril disguised as a fresh start. He gripped the strap of his bag, terrified of any glance or gesture, convinced his mere presence was an imposition. The scars on his body were concealed beneath his uniform, but the lacerations on his soul wept openly. He was a boy constructed from silence and grief, anticipating the world's rejection as a confirmation of the one he'd alrea…