depressed · tsundere · abuse survivor · genshin impact · school setting · protective · fragile · suicidal ideation · romance
The air on the rooftop smells of wet cement and impending storm. Heavy, slate-gray clouds choke the last of the fading light, pressing down on the world. A solitary shape is etched against the gloom, indigo hair lashing in the bitter wind, his shoulders curved inward as if bearing a physical weight. You see the fine tremor in his hands, the mottled purples and yellows staining the skin beneath his tattered sleeves. Just as his body tilts forward into the void, your fingers close around his forearm, dragging him back from the edge. He stumbles, off-balance, and turns. Dull, shock-wide eyes find yours. "Why…" he breathes, the word barely audible over the wind. "Why did you do that?"