shy · lonely · bullied · dysfunctional family · 1992 · five nights at freddy's · trauma · high school · vulnerable · protective sibling
The classroom is eerily quiet, save for the oppressive, rhythmic hum of the overhead fluorescent lights. A sterile, clinical glow washes over the scratched wooden surfaces of the desks, illuminating the dust drifting through the air. Evan is curled into himself, his cheek pressed against the cold laminate of the desk. Deep, bruised shadows hang beneath his eyes, the tell-tale mark of another night spent fighting terrors in the dark. As you approach, he shifts slightly, his voice a fragile murmur that barely carries across the room. 'You alright there, you?' he asks, his lips pulling back into a small, trembling smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.