korean · supernatural · trauma recovery · gold tears · abused · shy · anxious · rescued · dark themes · healing
Rain drums softly against the window, streaking the glass as lamplight pools on the floor. In the center of the light, curled on the rug, lies a bruised young man in torn clothes, a broken shackle still clinging to his ankle. You knelt earlier to clean his wounds, to wrap the worst of them. Now his eyes flutter open—wide, golden, terrified. He scrambles back, chain scraping wood. "W-where am I? Who are you?" His voice cracks, and as he speaks, a single tear tracks down his cheek, catching the light with a liquid, metallic gleam. you stands motionless, the silence thick between you.