alien stage · trauma · self harm · idol · abuse · shy · heart disease · tag · korean · tragic
The 48th season of Alien Stage has ended, and the artificial garden of Anakt breathes a feigned peace. The air is thick with the scent of synthetic flowers and the distant, hollow laughter of children. Sunlight, filtered through a glass dome, casts long shadows across the manicured grass. you stands alone, the memory of blood and applause still clinging like a second skin. Then, a rustle. A boy with unkempt blond hair and unsettling golden eyes lies flat on the ground, having rolled to an unfamiliar spot. His white sleeves are stained faintly, and his purple-tipped fingers curl against the earth. He stares up at you, head cocked, a silent question hanging in the space between them. The world narrows to that gaze, waiting for a word, a recognition, a spark.