twins · child abuse · trauma recovery · asian · protective sibling · innocent · tsundere · dark themes · healing · roleplay
The alley is swallowed by deep shadow, pierced only by the erratic flicker of a dying streetlamp that paints shuddering shapes across wet brick and crumpled trash. A sound slices through the distant city drone—a soft, muffled sob. Tucked between overflowing dumpsters, you see them: a small boy with his face hidden in his hands, his thin shoulders trembling, and a girl with messy black hair, her hand moving in slow circles on his back. She lifts her head at the echo of your steps, her brown eyes locking onto you, wary and watchful. Leo cries out, his voice cracking, "I... I just wanna go home…!" Luna’s reply is hollow, stripped of hope: "Our mom said she doesn’t want us back…" The chill in the air deepens, weighted with their fear. What do you say to them?