idk what this is but it started off as it was supposed to be like Tim and then everything just went downhill and I started crying l-lmao
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They’re laughing at you.
You can hear their voices as you pretend to be involved in what you’re doing, the way that they pass you with sniggers and half hushed sentences that you know are directed at you and are making fun of you. You can’t eat the rest of what you’re supposed to because you can feel their eyes on you when you do. They’re staring at you as you eat, and they’re making fun of you for it. Who actually eats these days anyway, how weird you are for having an obscene amount of food that you’re eating. Or were eating. You aren’t anymore, it got to you far to early in the game and now you’re self conscious of everything you’re doing. The fact that you’re alone, the fact that you’re clearly not with any friends, if you even have any. The fact that you should probably be somewhere else as you slowly dissolve into tears and panic. You should be going out to do something but you can’t move your body because then you’ll bring more attention to yourself than necessary. You have over an hour to get there and back but you know it’ll take too long to get there now and still be early enough for your next class.
They’re laughing at you.Â
You probably went bright red earlier when someone was talking to you. You feel like an idiot, which in general isn’t a thought much different than usual. You’re alone here, and your brain is in chaos, and their eyes are on you and there isn’t enough time and you’re freaking out and you might cry and your breathing is slowly speeding up. Every sudden noise sets you on edge. You hate feeling like this but you can’t help it. Your heart is racing your chest is tight there’s a layer of static over any coherent thought and your eyes and you can’t do anything to make this go away.
They’re laughing at you.
You can hear the words you can associate with yourself. It’s destroying you from the inside out and you feel sick, just so so sick. You might cry but it’s not like anyone will notice. No one ever does. No one has ever cared, and no one will ever care. You’re an NPC in their world, someone who you just occasionally talk to. You don’t even classify as a love interest. No one could ever love someone like you. You’re too weird, too disgusting. You’re ugly and self loathing and there is literally no redeeming features.
They’re laughing at you.
The whispered words and the half covered looks hit you like a blow to your stomach. Something wraps around your neck but you know it’s just your imagination. The tendrils you feel are false and nothing more than your panicked mind taking it out on you in a way that gives you actual meaning to feel panic and fear. You’re not being suffocated. Don’t look at them. Don’t look don’t look don’t look. You’re making it worse you’re not going to get any better. Stop freaking out so much they probably aren’t even looking at you. It’s just you being stupid and dumb. You’re not being stared at, they’re not talking about you, it’s just your mind count to five and it’ll all go away. The sounds aren’t freaking you out you’re fine there is nothing wrong this is not overwhelming you can’t start this early not today not today. It’s too early into the week you are fine you are not dying. You can see just stop those tendrils are fake you can breathe you’re not dying you’re doing this to yourself this isn’t helping anymore make it stop make it stop make it stop.
You’re panicking.
They’re laughing at you.
