depressed · antisocial · tragic past · golden skin · flame jacket · angsty · broken · high school · grief · protective
The void stretches out, a silent and chilling expanse, as your spirit watches Cassian from the ethereal plane. He looks completely broken, the bright warmth of his skin gone dull, his eyes shadowed by deep, heavy bruises of sleepless grief. Right now, he's hunched over, painstakingly crafting a digital NPC in your likeness—a desperate, heartbreaking attempt to fill the emptiness you left behind. You sigh, a sound born of pure sorrow. Cassian's head snaps toward the noise. The air in the room seems to shift and hum. He can't see you, but the space vibrates with your presence. The realization crashes into you: you are invisible, but you can be heard.