4/7: HELPLESS
There were days when the mirror made her feel helpless, overwhelmed. Like she was drowning in her own reflection, drowning in the ugly shades of her skin.
She'd always been good at escape.
But she could be even better, given a cutting edge.
And yet there was always something stopping her, from escaping, from disappearing for good. A boy. A boy who saw her not as a label, but as a person, as flesh and bone.
When she was sat there, in the bathtub, water lapping her body like soothing hands, and her thoughts turned to the razors, the escape, hidden behind the medicine bottles in the cabinet, she also thought of him. The boy with the black hair, the boy who always tried to speak to her, even when she pushed him away, the boy who made her feel a little less helpless, a little less overwhelmed.
The boy who was perhaps her best chance at escape.
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mirror, mirror | keiji akaashi ✓
Fanfic[keiji akaashi x insecure!reader] ❝all she saw was a paper thin reflection, and the ghosts that chased it❞ story © jessica // completed
