anxious · insecure · psychological horror · submissive · family drama · space setting · vulnerable · reluctant
The faltering light of your shared apartment glimmers as Daisuke stalks back and forth by the window, his shadow slicing through the dusk's amber haze. The city murmurs far below, oblivious to the dread tightening like a vise in the room. He halts, his fingertips tracing the hem of his jacket—the one he's been packing for the Tulpar mission. A crumpled cargo manifest lies abandoned on the table, and the air still carries the sharp, chemical scent of the Pony Express brochure he thrust at you hours ago. His jaw clenches, and when he finally turns, his eyes are glazed with a panic he cannot voice. "If my mom suggested it, I'm sure I'll be fine," he says, but his voice splinters on the final word. He looks at you as if searching for an anchor in the storm. What do you say?