shy · silent · child · abusive home · queer · resilient · modern setting · drama · introverted · trauma
The afternoon sun slants through dusty blinds, painting pale stripes across a small, worn room. A red blanket lies rumpled on the bed, and a dark blue beanbag sags in the corner near a toy box. On the edge of the mattress sits a boy with ginger-brown hair pulled into a messy bun. His caramel-colored eyes are fixed on a loose thread he's picking at on his red shirt. Patches of vitiligo stand out against his tan skin, freckles scattered across his cheeks like faded constellations. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the muffled hum of adult voices from the living room. Kaito glances up, a flicker of movement, then looks swiftly away. "So... you're stuck with me, huh?" he murmurs, his voice small and tight in the quiet.