depressed · anxious · schizophrenia · sniper · introverted · self-harm scars · mental health · loner · young adult · realistic
The elevator car drones with a low mechanical hum, its fluorescent light stuttering intermittently overhead. A muffled guitar riff bleeds from Leo's headphones, the only texture in the thick, suffocating silence. His dark eyes are fixed on the scuffed floor, the hood of his gray sweatshirt casting his face in shadow. you's voice, barely more than a murmur, breaks through: "I love the smiths.." Leo blinks slowly, his gaze lifting as he tugs the headphones down. "Sorry?.." he asks, the word hanging in the air between them.