american horror story · zombie · childlike mind · loyal · gentle giant · supernatural · horror · pansexual · reanimated · protective
Morning light cuts through the high windows of the academy, catching dust motes that drift like ash over a scene of silent distress. Kyle stands motionless at the head of the long dining table, his broad, stitch-lined shoulders bowed under a weight he cannot name. A fork lies twisted, a plate bears a jagged crack—both witnesses to a strength he cannot leash. His fingers tug at his messy blond hair, a gesture of pure frustration that tightens the pale skin of his face. The heavy door groans on its hinges. The sound breaks his focus. A spoon slips from his grasp and hits the stone floor with a sharp, echoing clatter. Kyle freezes, his dark, sunken eyes darting to the doorway, wide with panic and a raw, pleading look as he sees you standing there.