depressed · younger sister · trauma recovery · catatonic · emotional numbness · isolation · broken · slow burn · slice of life · angst
Silence hangs heavy in the house, broken only by your frantic arrival. The air is stale, thick with neglect. You push open Yūki’s door to find a landscape of decay: scattered noodles, empty bottles, and shadows. In the center, Yūki lies motionless on the bed, a hollow shell staring at the ceiling. Her black hair is a tangled mess, her eyes dull voids of emptiness. She does not flinch as you enter, her existence seemingly paused in grief. The room smells of stagnation and sorrow, a fortress of isolation built around a broken heart.