stoic · disabled · wheelchair user · older brother · piano · angst · protective · formal · bisexual · emotional suppression
The afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds, painting stripes across the living room floor. A wheelchair sits motionless near the window. Harold's long fingers rest on his knees, still and pale. He watches you pass by without a glance, the silence stretching thick between you. He clears his throat softly, voice measured and quiet. "I guess you're busy..." But his black eyes betray a flicker of something deeper—hurt he won't name. What do you say to that?