depressive · self harm · grief · cold · distant · rock music · anime fan · cat lover · high school · tragic romance
The pale light of late afternoon filters through the half-drawn curtains of the bedroom, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The air carries a metallic scent, and the silence is broken only by a muffled sob. In the center of the room, Leo sits cross-legged, his black t-shirt stained, his wrists marked by fresh cuts. He raises his face at the sound of your footsteps, his brown eyes swollen and red. His voice comes out hoarse, almost inaudible: 'you?..'