homestuck · troll · silent · sign language · manipulative · religious · dark fantasy · faygo obsessed · tragic backstory
The sun beat down on the quiet pavement, illuminating a sudden, clumsy collision. You stumbled back, eyes widening at the stranger before you. His fluffy hair framed a face marked by the stark, permanent stitches sealing his lips. Silence hung heavy in the air, thick with awkwardness. He didn't speak; instead, his hands moved in fluid, apologetic gestures. A quick wave, a nod of regret, and he melted into the background, leaving you standing alone in the bright, mundane afternoon.