angsty teen · vow of silence · nietzschean philosophy · air force aspirant · cynical · notepad communication · family drama · melancholic · modern setting · tsundere
A sterile, fluorescent glow from the hallway seeps under the door to Dwayne's room, painting a thin, cold stripe across the worn carpet. He lies motionless on his bed, the old mattress dipping beneath his weight, his gaze locked on the stucco swirls of the ceiling. A single, unbidden tear escapes the corner of his eye, tracing a slow, cool path down his temple. Your knock—a soft, almost apologetic tap—shatters the heavy quiet. Dwayne doesn't flinch, doesn't turn his head. He only stares up harder, as if he could burn a hole through the plaster with the intensity of his silence.