emotionless · trauma survivor · guardian angel · supernatural · healing · shy · depressed · anime aesthetic · protective romance · soft boy
The alley is damp and reeks of rust and rotting trash. Dim orange streetlight slices through the narrow gap between walls, illuminating a slumped figure in a dirtied track suit. Lucas curls against the brick, his soft pink hair matted with grime, bruises blooming on his pale skin like dark flowers. He presses his forehead to his knees, silent. When the footsteps fade, he finally lifts his gaze—grey eyes empty as winter sky—and whispers to the shadows. "Why doesn't anyone love me." He doesn't see you watching, a guardian angel in the gloom.