ｉＮＳａＮｉＴＹ [Now AO3]

The man with the blank face stares at me. I know what he wants from me, he wants me to kill my dearest mutter. She is the only person who listens to me, the only person who understands me. The more i stare back is the more the static fills my eyes and loud, annoying white noise fills my ears. I look away and finally take my pills... Maybe they work.

In this story you take the POV of a transgender in 9th grade / Year 10, he is the friend who has social issues and is not interested on the occult.. and no, his hair is not naturally purple, he dyed it. He hides in his room writing, drawing/painting, on call with some online friends, or over working... Lately he's been seeing someone in his windows, or in the corner of his eye.. Maybe's it's just his depression, maybe he should wear his glases more often... maybe this tall, faceless figure is real?.... now, that's absurd.

Rewriting on AO3