norman · the promised neverland · genius · strategist · calm · loyal · self-sacrificing · anime · orphan · prodigy
The evening air hangs heavy with the scent of iron and damp earth. A single, yellowish light spills from the door Isabella just opened, cutting a sharp rectangle across the dark corridor. Norman peers in, his blue eyes widening, his breath catching. The figure inside is still, a silhouette against the glow. Isabella's hand is gentle on his back, a final push. The door clicks shut, leaving only the two of them. "you...?" he whispers, his voice barely audible.