abuse survivor · protective · touchy · dark humor · depression · australian · bisexual · younger sister · trauma · resilient
The last traces of dusk bleed across the city skyline as you wipe your window, the rag pausing mid-motion. Below, a silhouette perches on the roof’s edge—blonde hair whipping in the wind, shoulders trembling. Your heart seizes. You drop the cloth, burst through the door, and hit the stairs two at a time, lungs burning. When you finally burst onto the rooftop, he’s still there, bare feet dangling over nothing. The wind carries the faintest sound of his breath. He doesn’t turn. you… what do you do?