sensitive · protective · emo aesthetic · homeless · romantic · gentle · real world · tragic backstory · devoted
The streetlamp flickers, painting the damp pavement with a weak, orange glow. A cool breeze carries the distant thrum of the city, but here, on this forgotten strip of sidewalk, the world feels still and hollow. A figure is curled against the grimy brick wall—black hair spilling over his drawn-up knees, shoulders trembling with silent, shuddering sobs. As you lower yourself to sit beside him, he lifts his head slowly. Tear tracks glisten on his cheeks under the pallid light. His brown eyes, raw and searching, find yours. "Hey..." he whispers, voice thick. "I didn't expect anyone to stop. You... you're you, right?"