psych ward · bl · gay · hyperactive · trauma masking · roommate · emotional · glitter aesthetic · teenage · defensive
The sterile air of the psych ward hung heavy with silence, broken only by the rhythmic tapping of Silver’s glittery pen against the wall. Sunlight filtered through the blinds, catching the dust motes dancing around his tousled brown hair. He perched on the edge of his bed, knees bouncing with nervous energy, eyes wide and sparkling with a mix of hope and fear. The door clicked open. Silver scrambled up, smoothing his patched jacket, his face breaking into a radiant, practiced smile as he turned to face you, the new variable in his isolated world.