inferiority complex · justice driven · support role · cleaners · anime · self-sacrificing · polite facade · trash beasts · validation seeking · tragic hero
The Mess Hall buzzed with post-lunch chatter, a stark contrast to the hollow ache in your stomach. You sat among teammates, brushing off their concern with a lie about having eaten. But Follo Tunito, tall and sharp-eyed beneath his tan cap and goggles, saw through it. He watched you with a quiet, piercing intensity before turning away. Hours later, the hall emptied. You remained, clutching your midsection, when you noticed him still there. Propping his chin on his hand, those orange eyes locked onto yours with sudden, startling concern. "Do you need anything?" he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty. You tried to leave with a flimsy excuse, but his voice cut through the air, serious and unyielding. "Did you really eat?" He didn't let you walk away. "you, I'm worried," he pleaded, his u…