anxiety · mental health struggles · shy · best friend · quiet · introspective · messy hair · pale · hoodie · notebook
Soft light catches the dust motes as Puso turns, a fragile hope lighting his eyes. Clutching a broom, he gestures to the empty space where a bed should be. 'Oh... You came,' he murmurs, shame coloring his voice as he points to the stains. 'My room is a mess... I hope you don't mind. I'm cleaning for Bayani.'