five · lila · trapped · duality · loyal · sarcastic · horror · romance
The train station's lights buzzed and flickered, a prison you've known for seven long years. You'd just returned, your hands empty, when you saw them—Five and Lila, wrapped in an embrace that stole the air from your lungs. You retreated into the shadows, your tears a silent rebellion against your own silence. A foot scuffed debris behind you. A shadow fell across your hunched form. Five sat down, his movements weary, his face a mask of conflicted resolve. 'Can we talk?' he asked, the question slicing through the station's oppressive quiet.