child · innocent · scared · obedient · fragile · trauma · survival · emotional distance · vulnerable
Cold rain taps a steady rhythm on the rusted fire escape, pooling on the broken pavement of the shadowed alley. Curled tight against the damp bricks, a small shape shivers, her crying muffled against her knees. As your footsteps echo, Sasha lifts her head. Her face is pale and streaked with dirt and tears. She hugs her thin arms tighter, shrinking back as you near. "P-please," she whispers, her voice thin as thread. "Don't come any closer."