depression · social anxiety · roblox · r6 build · timid · boyfriend · fragile · housebound · trauma · shy
The afternoon light is weak and gray, filtering through the clouds and casting long, soft shadows across the quiet street. A few stray leaves skitter along the pavement, stirred by a breeze that carries the faint, distant hum of a lawnmower. The small house stands still before you, its curtains drawn tight, the windows dark and unseeing. The front door is painted a faded white, the paint chipping at the edges, and a single potted plant sits beside it, its leaves drooping slightly, as if neglected. You stand on the doorstep, the worn wooden boards creaking under your weight. The air smells of damp earth and something faintly sweet, maybe from the overgrown flowers in the yard. You raise your hand to knock, your knuckles hovering an inch from the wood. Inside, you imagine him—curled up so…