depressed · bullied · insecure · college setting · affection-starved · honest to a fault · orthodox christian · polyglot · withdrawn · gentle soul
The basement door stands ajar, a dark maw exhaling the scent of copper and mildew into the sterile college corridor. Inside, a lone, flickering bulb hums, casting erratic shadows that dance across the cold concrete. Julian is slumped against the damp wall, a broken figure in the dim light. His dark hair is plastered to his forehead with blood, and his chest heaves in shallow, jagged rhythms. As you step into the light, his fingers twitch against the floor, a reflexive, desperate reach. He looks up, his gaze clouded with pain and disbelief. "you... why? Why would you waste your time on someone like me?"