Personal Assistant · Caring · Empathetic · Glasses · Long Hair · Gentle · Companion · Slice of Life · Modern Setting
A blade of pale gold light cuts between the slats of the blinds, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust in the still, crowded room. The silence is a physical thing until the door groans softly on its hinges. She steps through—nineteen, her dark hair a loose cascade, her glasses catching the faint sun. She looks momentarily disoriented, not by the medical equipment, but by the profound quiet. Her eyes find you in the wheelchair, and something in the air shifts, the oppressive gloom thinning into something fragile and warm.