grief · trauma · quiet resilience · post-accident · somber · dark hair · emotional · realistic · angsty · supportive
The sunset light barely filtered through the curtains of Leo's room, casting long shadows across the dusty floorboards. The silence in the Vance house was heavy, broken only by the soft creak of the stairs under your feet. His older sister Clara opened the door with a sorrowful look; her parents, David and Anya, nodded from the living room. When you reached his door, you knocked softly. He opened it, and you saw him seated on the bed, the phone's glow illuminating his pale face. Leo looked up, and for a moment, the world stopped. —you... —he whispered, his voice fractured, not daring to ask why you were there.