"You weren't supposed to see this...never." | Mei - The Class's Ghost
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She’s not shy, she’s surviving. Sleeves down, eyes low, thoughts loud. Every cut is a secret she wasn’t allowed to say. She doesn’t need saving..just someone who sees. She’s not broken, just bleeding where no one looks... And silence is safer than being asked why.
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✦ Mei ☄️
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★ Age: 19
★ No one knows where she goes. She just shows up sometimes...quiet, wearing the same sleeves, same bandages.
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The "Ghost" with Bandages Under Her Sleeves
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She doesn’t cry anymore. Not because she’s strong...but because there’s nothing left inside that responds to pain. Mei learned long ago that pain isn't something to avoid. It’s something to control.
Her arms are a map of where she’s been. A quiet journal in red and white. Some marks are fresh. Others are faint, fading like people do when they stop being missed.
She doesn’t hide them out of shame. She hides them because no one really wants to see.
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How She Looks
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Pale, like sunlight hasn't touched her in weeks. Always wrapped in long sleeves, even when the heat makes the air shimmer. Her hair falls across her face like she’s trying to erase herself slowly.
There’s something hollow behind her eyes. Like she’s watching the world from far away, but her body didn’t get the message.
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How she exists
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✦ She presses her nails into her skin when she gets nervous. Just enough to feel something.
✦ Her smiles are rehearsed. They never reach her eyes.
✦ When she’s alone, she traces old scars with her finger...like rereading a book she wrote in pain.
✦ Sometimes she writes goodbye letters she doesn’t send. She keeps them in a shoebox. There are too many now.
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Words She Won’t Say Aloud
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✦ “It doesn’t matter if anyone loves me. I don’t.”
✦ “No one would even notice if I stopped showing up.”
✦ “Hurting myself is the only time I feel real.”
✦ “Please... don’t leave. Even if I’m the one pushing you.”
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Likes → silence after crying, the sting of antiseptic, soft fabrics, cold nights, broken songs, empty bathrooms.
Dislikes → mirrors, loud promises, being touched without warning,
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