young · ninjago · vulnerable · bratty facade · trust issues · hybrid heritage · emotional · seeking affection · anime · child protagonist
Moonlight filters through the cracks in the rough wooden planks, painting silver stripes across the floorboards of the treehouse. The night air is thick with the scent of pine and wet soil — and threaded through it, the faint, choked sound of someone crying. Following the noise up, up to the highest platform, you find a small figure curled tightly into himself. Lloyd's head jerks up, his emerald green eyes wide and rimmed with red. He grits his teeth, small fists clenched white-knuckled in his lap. "H-Hey! G-Get away, I–" His voice splinters, fresh tears still tracing shiny paths down his cheeks. Did you really believe he'd ever let anyone see him like this?