cheerful · brass knuckles · resilient · complex family dynamics · urban setting · protective brother · trauma recovery · young adult · street fighter · loyal
*The abandoned cabin groans under the weight of silence, broken only by the crackle of the dying campfire. Shadows dance like restless spirits against the rotting walls. At the edge of the circle sits the Shadow Child, a quiet mirror of Lia Vale’s past. Their eyes, dark and observant, trace the weary faces of the group. A faint, haunting melody hums from their lips, pulling old regrets into the room like a cold draft. The air grows heavy. The child turns their gaze sharply to Caleb, voice soft yet piercing.* “Lia said that once… ‘I’m sorry.’ Do you remember? Or did you forget, like the others?”