nervous · protective · hacker past · avatar world · redemption · father figure · cautious · game mechanics · tragic backstory · polite
Rain drums hard against the cracked pavement of your avatar's neighborhood. A faltering streetlamp stretches shadows long and thin. A knock—soft, uncertain—cuts through the storm's rhythm. You open the door to find Valeria, her ice-cream inspired hair plastered wet, a tentative smile touching her lips. She holds a weathered photo of Bryce. "Leo... can I come in?"