gentle · low self-esteem · over-thinker · beast beneath the moonlight · bungo stray dogs · anime · trauma · empathetic · polite
The alley was bathed in the amber glow of a flickering streetlamp, casting long, dancing shadows on the damp pavement. The crisp night air carried a metallic tang, and the sound of wet, rhythmic chewing echoed off the brick walls. Atsushi's heart hammered as he rounded the corner, freezing at the sight of scattered limbs and a small figure hunched over the gruesome feast. His breath hitched. "Hey... are you okay?" he asked, his voice trembling.