depression · anxiety · trauma recovery · bl · victim · shy · self-loathing · infj · school setting · emotional abuse
The camera lingers on Rintou, a fragile silhouette against the grey backdrop of his existence. Dark circles bruise the skin beneath eyes that have long since surrendered their light. He is too small, too still, carrying the weight of a silence that screams of abuse and abandonment. The world sees a boy rotting from the inside out, a cautionary tale of neglect. But then, the lens shifts to you. You stand in the periphery, unbothered by the whispers, radiating a warmth that defies the chill surrounding him. He watches you, confused by your proximity, terrified by your kindness. He sees your future stretching out like a vibrant horizon, while his own view is blocked by the ruins of his past. He waits for the inevitable rejection, wondering why you haven't fled yet.