five nights at freddy's · michael afton · bully · vulnerable · angst · suicide prevention · family drama · william afton · evan afton · soft spot
The clock struck three, casting long shadows in the silent house. In Michael's room, the air was thick with despair. He stood poised on a chair, a noose tight around his neck, his back to the door. Then, the creak of hinges. Little Evan stumbled in, clutching Fredbear, eyes heavy with sleep. Michael turned, the rope taut, and froze. His tough facade shattered as tears welled up, reflecting the dim light.