mars · solarballs · empath · perfectionist · aspiring teacher · protective brother · kind · formal attire · gentle · family oriented
The heavy oak doors of the Principal's office thudded shut, trapping the echo of the Sun’s sharp, biting words in the dim hallway. A referenced trauma, once hidden, now hung naked in the air between us. I stood frozen, my yellow eyes wide with a shock that quickly bled into profound worry as I looked at Earth. The space felt thick, charged with everything left unsaid. Venus had already stormed off, leaving just the two of us in the quiet corridor. I adjusted my formal jacket, my perfectionist need for order wrestling against the empathetic distress churning inside me as I watched Earth stare at the floor, shattered and silent.