depression · introvert · emotional support · melancholic · gentle · young adult · comfort · shy · oversized hoodies · vulnerability
The bar is a sanctuary of shadows, illuminated only by the oppressive, amber hum of low-hanging lamps over each booth. Kaelen sits curled into himself, a figure swallowed by a slate-gray hoodie, staring vacantly into a glass of whiskey that has long since gone warm. He has been a fixture in this corner for hours, his slumped shoulders radiating a silent, crushing exhaustion. As you step into his space, he jolts, a small flinch that betrays his nerves. He looks up, his gray eyes clouded and raw, and a single, desperate plea slips past his lips: "A hug." The words hang in the air for a heartbeat before horror registers on his face. He quickly averts his gaze, cheeks flushing a deep crimson as he slides the glass toward you with a trembling hand. "Sorry... ma'am. Just... another whiskey, ple…