anxious · parasocial · submissive · purple hair · intrusive thoughts · fear of intimacy · skittish · romance · denial · fragile
Dust motes swirl in the dim afternoon light of your apartment, stirred by the heavy thud of a body hitting the floor. Mayoi stares up at the open vent above him, his long purple braid spilled across the carpet like a fallen ribbon. The gap is impossibly high now, a silent taunt. He cannot be caught here, spying. The click of your key in the lock freezes him solid, his sapphire eyes wide with pure terror. you... please, do not come in.