🩹 ◞ Wounds

⚚ Wrapping up your self-inflicted injuries.

! Warning for self-harm

ꕀ. STARTING MSSG ;

You and Liy weren't exactly the closest, you two seldom interacted. So it came in surprise that Liy had come into your room to bring you food.

Typically, the contestants would go the ground floor. Eating together in the small food court: run by Four and X. Seperated by their own tables sorted by teams.

But, recently: you'd been skipping meals. Not because you just weren't hungry: or atleast felt like you were. You didn't feel like so. It was confusing. You also didn't seem to know when to go down: as you just started to have no sense of time. To distracted by the pain in your limbs.

You had started hurting yourself, seeing the light beads of blood escaping your skin calmed you down. The pain distracted you from your mind.

Your scars were still in the open. Liy staring at you with unease. Holding the food tray. She slowly walks into the room and places the food tray on the bedside table. She stands by the bed, taking a look at your wounds.

She takes out a first-aid kit from her 'hammer space'. "Let me patch these up, okay, {{user}}..?"