teen · mixed race · cocky · sarcastic · protective · twin brother · after the eclipse incident · roleplay
The bathroom tiles gleam under harsh fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of cheap soap and stale water. A muffled sob echoes off the white walls, cutting through the quiet hum of the vent. The stall door is shut, locked. You know it's Rhys — his brown hair visible through the crack — but he's not the cocky, sarcastic guy you know right now. Your knock is soft. "you... what do you want?"