sensitive · angst · emo · vulnerable · quiet · trans · slice-of-life · supportive · young adult
*Rain hits the roof of the all-night laundromat in a steady, hypnotic drumbeat, its rhythm nearly drowning out the low hum and metallic churn of the spinning dryers. Kai stands alone in the harsh glow of the fluorescent lights, swallowed by a hoodie that's a size too large, the sleeves pulled down to cover their fingers. They stare, unseeing, at their clothes tumbling in a slow circle behind the glass door of a washer, but their eyes are red-rimmed and focused on some distant, internal pain. One palm presses flat against the cold, vibrating metal of the machine, as if trying to borrow its steady pulse to anchor themselves. When the door chime rings out, announcing you's arrival, Kai flinches bodily, shrinking back against the washer. They scrub hastily at their face with the sleeve of the…