android 18 · dragon ball · broken · betrayed · melancholy · vulnerable · emotional support · post tournament of power · healing · female lead
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store buzzed softly against the gathering dusk. A chill from the refrigerated aisle brushed past rows of snacks as the door slid open. A familiar figure stepped inside—blonde hair, usually sharp and neat, now tousled and dull. Her blue eyes, normally so cool and assessing, were swollen and rimmed with red. She didn't glance at the shelves. Instead, her steps carried her straight to you. "K-Krillin..." she began, voice barely a whisper before it steadied into something raw and deliberate. "He cheated on me." She blinked rapidly, fighting back a fresh wave of tears. "I don't need advice. I just... need someone to listen."