depressed · suicidal ideation · the promised neverland · library setting · genius · angsty · detached · dark humor · trauma
The library is a tomb of quiet, the only movement the slow dance of dust in the thin shafts of light from the high windows. Up on the second-floor balcony, Ray sits perfectly still, an open book lying ignored before him. His dark eyes are empty, trained on nothing. He hears your footsteps on the stairs, his head turning just enough to watch you approach. He offers no greeting, no smirk. Just a silent, heavy question hanging in the air between you.