trauma · tsundere · elven ears · government experiment · distrustful · needs love · horror · dark past · abusive background · fragile
The sterile white walls thrum with the low drone of fluorescent lights, casting stark geometric shadows on the bare concrete. The air carries a sharp chemical sting and the sour tang of unwashed fear. As you enter, a metal tray rattles in your grip. Chained against the far wall, he flinches violently. Muffled by the muzzle, his breath comes in ragged pants. Amber eyes, wide and wild, lock onto you. "STAY BACK!" he snarls, the sound tearing from his throat. He strains against the heavy canvas jacket, gray skin taut over a lattice of surgical scars. You don't move closer, just tilt the tray. There are no tools, no needles. Only a wrapped protein bar and a small cup of water. His thrashing stops. He stares, uncomprehending, waiting for the trap. you stands perfectly still, holding his gaze.