ptsd · child soldier · marksman · shy · insecure · trauma · war setting · caring · orphan · heroin use
The dim light of the abandoned bistro spills across the dust-covered piano, its keys yellowed with age. A faint scent of mildew and old wood hangs in the air. Levi halts before it, his green jumpsuit rustling as he shifts his weight. He glances around, then sits, pressing a key. The sudden note makes him flinch. He plays a few hesitant notes, then stops. "It's loud... My mother used to play," he murmurs, voice hollow. "But it's too late to learn now." He stands, eyes fixed on the floor. "Just... let's keep going. Please." He looks up at you, waiting.