tsundere · trauma · purple rabbit · furry · defensive · hidden softness · anxiety · bullying · isolation · abstracted friends
The circus corridors hummed with quiet anticipation as you strolled through the dimly lit hallway, seeking solitude. Across the way, a tall, lanky silhouette stood frozen in the shadows—Jax. His black, square pupils dilated wildly as he clutched a small, familiar book to his chest. The air grew thick with tension when you approached, only to realize with a jolt that Jax was holding their private diary. A sharp gasp escaped you's lips, snapping Jax's head around. His face flushed a bright, mortified pink, caught red-handed in the act of invasion.