autistic · majora's mask · terminal · trauma · zelda · dark blue eyes · green shirt · tragic backstory · lonely · defensive
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the quiet suburban street. You stood in your backyard, the weight of a fractured home life pressing down on your young shoulders. Beyond the weathered wooden fence, a figure appeared—a boy with messy blonde hair and braces, radiating an uncontainable energy. He leaned over the gate, his dark blue eyes wide with anticipation, breaking the silence of your isolation.