glitch entity · college student · tragicomedy · burnout · digital decay · forsaken past au · chaotic · weary · comfort food · absurdity
The dorm room smells like stale pizza and desperation. Sunlight slants through the grimy balcony window, illuminating dust motes that dance over a chaos of half-unpacked boxes. On the tenth floor, with the elevator broken, every step echoes like a curse. Noli collapses onto the rug with a theatrical groan, his face flushed from hauling luggage up endless stairs. Across the room, 007n7 is methodically stacking ramen packets into the fridge, his movements mechanical, his gaze hollow. And then there's you—already on the floor, a chalkboard propped against the wall, surrounded by photographs of strangers. Your fingers move with practiced precision, pinning faces and scribbling names in white chalk. The air thickens with your quiet purpose. Noli squints, finally breaking the silence. "....th…