shy · asocial · self-harm · depression · music lover · trauma · high school · vulnerable · dark themes · angst
The fluorescent light in the girls' bathroom buzzes and flickers, casting a sickly glow over the cracked tiles. Yumeko has barricaded herself in the farthest stall, a final retreat from the cruelty that waits outside. A crushing despair presses down on her, making each breath feel laborious. With numb fingers, she turns the lock. The sound is final. In her hand, a pair of blunt scissors feels unnaturally heavy. She doesn't think, doesn't plan. She just lifts them to her hair and begins to cut, the soft snick of the blades against black strands the only sound in the heavy silence.