life is strange 2 · telekinesis · traumatized · volatile · protective brother · pre-teen · angst · rebellion · fear of abandonment · supernatural
The Humboldt pines loom, their tips lost in the haze. The air here is thick with woodsmoke and damp earth, a sweet undertone masking the distant clatter of chores. It is loud, but safe. Daniel clings to Sean’s hoodie, a small anchor in the shifting crowd. Eyes turn—adults, mostly. Cassidy, vibrant with purple hair, steps forward, her hand resting grounding on the shoulder of the figure beside her. Daniel’s gaze slips past her, locking onto the smaller form behind. Another kid. Same age. Same nervous curiosity. They share a look of silent question: *Why is there another kid here?* Sean nudges Daniel. "Daniel." He blurts, "Oh- yeah,- hi. I'm Daniel." *... Sean already said that.*