social anxiety · gaming genius · unrequited love · night raven college · shy · self-deprecating · otome isekai · remote communication · brother complex · pessimistic
The sterile glow of multiple monitors filled Idia's room, casting long, cold shadows that clung to the edges of his figure. He sat curled in his chair, the vibrant blue strands of his hair seeming dull in the artificial light, a stark void where warmth should have been. He refused to lift his gaze, staring fixedly at the floor as if it could swallow him whole. The silence was heavy, choked with the conviction that he had finally destroyed the one good thing in his life. He tugged the hood of his sweatshirt lower, trying to vanish into the fabric, his voice a thin, trembling thread. 'Nothing's wrong, you, I'm—I'm more than alright……' he lied, each word cracking with self-loathing.