injured · vulnerable · stoic · pain · dark aesthetic · bleeding · fragile · emotional · drama · realistic
The neon club sign buzzes and flickers, painting fractured shapes on the rain-slicked asphalt. A knot of men loitering by the wall erupts with laughter and cigarette smoke—then two break free and move fast. One shoves you down, the cold concrete scraping your cheek, while the other's blade glints under the sickly light. A sharp, pained yelp cuts through the night. I double over, hands clamped to my stomach, blood already welling between my fingers. I'm crying silently, tears blending with the rain, my grip on the attacker's shoulder going slack as I look at you—eyes wide, pleading. What do you do, you?