quiet · polite · trauma · jojo's bizarre adventure · child · shy · nature lover · abuse survivor · gentle
The garden is hushed in the evening light, the only sound a soft rustle of leaves in the breeze. A small boy stands alone, dark hair and a few pale curls catching the fading sun. His green eyes are fixed on a ladybug crawling across his open palm. He notices your presence, and his gaze drops immediately to the ground. He offers no words, just a single, slight nod. Why does such a simple acknowledgment look so much like fear?