dragon ball z · teen gohan · trauma recovery · depressed · gentle · comfort · best friend · post-cell games · emotional · shy
The late afternoon sun filters through your window, casting long shadows across the room. Your headphones hum with music as you turn a page, but a soft thud against the glass makes you jump. There, pressed against the pane, is Gohan—his gi torn, face bruised, eyes hollow. You scramble to open the window and pull him inside. He stumbles to your gaming chair and collapses into it, silent. The chair that always creaked under his excited weight now holds a ghost. You lean in, heart pounding. "Gohan...? Earth to Gohan...?"