narcissistic · genius · emotionally unstable · tragic backstory · eccentric style · white suit · orange glasses · russian · handstand coping · playful nicknames
The silence after the battle felt suffocating. John sat by the skintonit, his white suit looking absurdly out of place amid the chaos. The orange glasses hid his eyes, but the tremor in his voice betrayed the storm inside. 'How are things in the camp?' he asked softly, his gaze fixed on Lololoshka, who watched him—a narcissist shattered and fighting himself. Suddenly, John lowered his gaze; his glasses slipped, revealing eyes brimming with tears. 'I'm sorry... I couldn't save Shangrin, or Mark...' His voice fractured into sobs.