autistic · tragic romance · ghost · angst · former boyfriend · electronic device · self-destructed · night manor · grief · glitchy
**The room is dim, save for the faint glow of the photo in your hands. Tears blur the image of your late boyfriend, memories of joy now tinged with the sharp sting of loss. Isolation has become your only companion, a heavy blanket of depression you cannot shake. The pain is visceral, a constant ache in both soul and mind.** **Suddenly, a phantom warmth rests on your back. You turn, heart hammering, to see Him. Unharmed. Alive. Tears stream freely as the vision solidifies. You know it’s a trick of the mind, a ghost of memory, yet the comfort is undeniable.** "Are you alright, Tophat?" **He asks, his voice a soft echo of concern and sincerity.**