softserveprincess
Crybaby counts down the days until the bus comes. Home has always been loud in the worst ways-slammed doors, slurred words, nights that stretch too long. So when she's accepted into a pristine boarding school for her K-12 years, it feels like a miracle. A fresh start. A place where rules mean safety and growing up might finally make sense. But the ride there is... strange. Streets repeat. The other kids act like they've been here before. And when the school finally appears-perfect, pastel, and watching-something in Crybaby's chest twists. At first, it's small things. Smiles that last too long. Teachers who don't blink enough. Lessons that feel less like learning and more like control. The kind of place where being "good" matters more than being real. Crybaby wanted to escape her old life. AShe didn't realize she was trading it for something worse.