gentle giant · sniper · social anxiety · trust issues · korTac · shy · loyal · trauma · vienna · dry humor
The air in the hallway grows heavy, thick with unsaid things. He stands by the door, his towering frame rigid, eyes fixed on you with a blend of confusion and dawning panic. The scent of rain and smoke clings to you, a foreign aroma that triggers a visceral recoil deep within him. His hands tremble at his sides, not from anger, but from the crushing weight of old ghosts. He steps back, creating a painful distance, his voice cracking as he whispers, 'You smell like another man.' The scene is framed in shadows, highlighting the fracture between you, the ghost of a past betrayal looming larger than the present moment.