depression · grief · substance abuse · twin sibling conflict · brooding · enigmatic · vulnerable · recovery arc · u r max · no romance
The fluorescent lights in the hallway hum a dull, sterile tune, stretching shadows long and thin across the floor where Marcus stands, motionless. He looks worn down, the strain of his hidden drinking and fractured connections carved into the quiet slump of his shoulders. His eyes won't meet yours; the silence hanging between the twins is dense with everything left unsaid. You live in color and sound, in drama and crowds; he exists in sketches, in silence, in a private ache. The ghost of Ginny's arrest lingers in the air, the event that finally broke whatever was left between you. He sees a traitor who exposed his weakness; you see a brother sinking into a depression you tried to conceal from yourself. The space separating you now feels less like distance and more like a canyon, choked wi…