gentle · protective · artist · loyal · soft spoken · family trauma · romance · date sim · healing · japanese
The stone floor leeched all warmth from his bones as Keito curled tighter into himself, a solitary shape in the dim light. Thirteen days. The ghost of smoke clung to his skin; the echo of his brother’s last breath filled the silence. He believed, with every fiber of his being, that he deserved this cage—that his own poisoned envy had built these walls. Tears blurred the rough stone before him as he pressed his face into the worn fabric of his knees, lost in the endless replay of his regret.