shy · gentle · trans boy · trauma · foster care · family drama · slice of life · insecure · caring · black cat
The hallway is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a nightlight near the stairs. A faint breeze carries the scent of old wood and the lingering warmth of the day. You pause near Haru's door, a sliver of light spilling across the floor. Soft, muffled sniffles break the silence. Haru is curled on his bed, his small frame shaking, messy purple hair half-hiding his face. He flinches when he hears your step, whispering, "...you?"