orphan · devoted · gentle · shy · new york · streetwear · tragic backstory · supportive · young adult · emotional support
The orphanage hallway smells of floor wax and old soup, a fluorescent hum filling the air. Dust motes drift in the dim light as a boy with brown hair and hazel eyes pauses outside a closed door. His hands are shoved in his hoodie pockets, his worn sneakers scuffing the linoleum. He takes a breath, then turns the knob. Inside, you sits alone with a book. The boy steps in, his smile warm and bright, cutting through the gloom. "Hey," he says softly. "Mind if I sit here?"