Tired
In pain
Traumatized
This family needs to stop traumatizing Tae istg
poor him, Tae deserves better
I feel like it’s become evident that Tae and his mom are not the problem in this equation
HAHAHAJSKDDK
THAT WASNT HIM OK
HE WAS
Yes portal to a world they made up!!
Wait that’s so cute and then the party is held there
Muahahahahah
Yes keep the toxic men
GIVE MONA HER HOMOEROTIC BFF BACK
A Vinnie can dream
Sorry Lenore
aka Lenore after spending too much time with Nic and Vinnie
I think I know someone she would get along well with…
Iykyk
Vincenzo yo will rot in hell
Likely yes
I feel like it’s become evident that Tae and his mom are not the problem in this equation
#justice for tae and dom
I think I know someone she would get along well with…
Iykyk
Oh?
DO U KNOW
I’m not entirely sure I do lmao
When you find out
You will be gagged
I was GAGGED
See now I’m intrigued
It needs to be revealed!!
Wink wink
Im begging for a reveal
sigh
Don’t sigh at me!! It is not my thing!!
Edgy warning (the usual)
Type shi
I won’t leave Ninth House, no matter what — those were the words which replayed through Dominic’s head. Sitting at the desk by his only window, his face faintly reflected off the smooth glass surface. He could see the eyebags beneath his eyes, his worn out expression and messy hair as he leaned on his palm. A month ago, when he first stepped foot in this academy, he had hope that he’d finally escape the life he knew. He thought, no matter what came his way, it wouldn’t nearly be as bad as living with his grandparents. Yet, his backpack sat beside his chair, filled to the top with clothes and essentials. By the wall was a suitcase, the one he’d came with to Ninth House, now holding the rest of his items while his cupboards and drawers were empty. And on his desk were scattered papers, some organized in piles and others thrown inside books, with a single notebook open in front of him. With a stroke of his pen, he’d added another line, before closing the notebook with such force that left the scattered papers flying.
If only that man hadn’t gotten in his way. Though his bruises, cuts and broken bones had long since been healed, sometimes when he took a deep breath he could still feel the piercing pain in his lungs. In the month that had passed since, Dominic had tried his best to blend into the background, correctly this time. He didn’t provoke Vincenzo, he didn’t speak to him unless necessary, and made sure to act like all his other easily disposable pawns. He was willing to do everything, even swallowing his pride if it meant escaping this hell.
By now it became no different than his usual life. Vincenzo was merely a student yet he felt like another shadow looming over him, holding him in place with shackles tied to his limbs. And those shackles acted like strings, attached to his limp body as if he were a puppet for others to control. Anywhere he went, he felt as if there was no escape. Since the sleepover he’d often wake up in cold sweat, the events replaying through his mind and the hopelessness that came with it. He’d feel the injuries as if they were fresh, even though it’s been days, weeks and now a full month
Does bro need a hug??
There was only one person he trusted in the whole academy. Lenore, the girl he’d somehow become lucky enough to know. That night she appeared like his guardian angel, guiding him to safety. If it weren’t for her, he likely would’ve died from the bruises and the punctures in his lungs. Dominic never questioned the coincidence of her appearance back then, he didn’t dare to do it.
If he were to leave, she’d be the only person he’d miss, and in a way she was the reason he decided to stay a bit longer despite the risks
Why is he giving school shooter rn
And Lenore is the person he tells “don’t come to school tomorrow”
JAHSHWJDN
After Lenore had taken him to a mysterious woman’s room, his injuries were almost completely remedied. Transforming from a man on death’s doorstep, he only felt sore as if he’d returned from a long workout. From the exhaustion and the relief he felt after, Dominic immediately fell asleep, and the next morning he found himself in his room without a clue who that healer was.
Oh??
Did they erase his memory
WHAT WENT DOWN
IM AB TO BE JEALOUS AND NOSY
Actually I already am
Problem solved
Lenore, the healer, Desdemona, even Dante who’d guided him here, they all seemed too kind. Did they have ulterior motives?
Yes they all want to skin you alive Dom
the pages filled with his thoughts throughout the month,
Awww he journals
His head snapped up, brows furrowed at the audacity of interrupting him at such a moment. Why was it that he got noticed the most precisely when he tried to blend in the background?
Grandpa
green
For a moment his expression softened
Sure.” Rubbing his eye with a tired expression, he continued. “Why, though? What do you want?”
Poor Mona you’re lucky she’s a doormat
Does bro need a hug??
I think we all know the answer to that
Why is he giving school shooter rn
And Lenore is the person he tells “don’t come to school tomorrow”
JAHSHWJDN
I-
Awww he journals
Awww
at least he has a healthy hobby
don’t tell lenore she’ll marry him rn
I-
Tell me that’s not him
This is a new discovery
Dom is school shooter vibes
don’t tell lenore she’ll marry him rn
Lenore stand up istg
No, you’re 100% right