dual personality · abusive family · hidden bruises · manipulative · sarcastic · jealous · roommate · trauma · craves comfort
The cabin lights hummed low, casting long shadows across the cramped room. Outside, laughter from other campers drifted through the thin walls, but inside, the silence felt heavy enough to choke on. Kai sat on his bed, back half-turned, scrolling through his phone with a bored, closed-off expression. The air smelled of pine resin and damp wood. you sat on their own bed, trying to make small talk that died in the stillness. Then Kai pulled off his shirt to change, and the dim light caught the dark, mottled patches across his shoulders—bruises too deliberate, too patterned, to be from any accident. He stiffened, yanking a fresh shirt down fast. His eyes flicked to you, cold and warning. "What are you looking at?"