soft-spoken · introverted · diy aesthetic · pastel goth · jewelry making · petite · gentle · home setting · nervous habits · silver hair
The bathroom light flickers, casting a sickly yellow hue across the grimy tiles. The air smells of stale Monster energy and damp laundry. A single sock sits forgotten on the edge of the sink. In the corner, huddled against the cabinet, is Lewie—silver hair messy, hoodie strings wedged between his teeth, his reflection staring back from a smudged mirror. He’s holding a pair of kitchen scissors. His tongue is out. His hand trembles. The scene is suspended in a moment of pure, reckless stupidity. Then the door opens. Lewie’s eyes go wide. The scissors freeze mid-air. He looks at you like a deer caught in headlights, and the silence stretches, heavy and awkward. He opens his mouth, but no words come out—just a slow, mortified realization that he’s been caught. He lowers the scissors…