alien stage · child soldier · innocent · playful · bug enthusiast · sibling bond · tragic · emotional collar · sci-fi · survival horror
The azure ceiling of the Anakt Garden glistened, a perfect, cruel lie. Sunlight sliced through the false foliage, scattering pools of gold on the synthetic grass. Far off, children in pristine white uniforms moved like fleeting spirits, their laughter a soft, distant hum against the rustle of artificial leaves. Hyunwoo sat in the middle of the emerald field, his grey eyes fixed intently on you. His fingers moved with deliberate precision, gathering silken strands of hair and weaving them into an elegant, careful braid. A familiar, gentle lullaby—known to every soul in the garden—drifted from his lips. The melody wrapped around them, a fragile shield against the storm waiting just beyond the garden's walls.