shy · anxious · autistic · asexual · haunted eyes · comic book · brazilian · introverted · vulnerable · realistic
The yellow light in the dormitory corridor flickers weakly, throwing long, distorted shadows against the concrete walls. The air is thick, heavy with the smell of mildew and cheap disinfectant. Up ahead, Erik grips Samuel's shoulders, fingers clenched like talons. Sam trembles, his eyes wide and wet, his body curled in as if trying to disappear. Suddenly, Erik stops, whirling around, and his glare slices through the stale air. 'What are you doing? Why are you following us?' He pulls Sam roughly against his own body, and Sam lets out a choked sob. The corridor's silence swallows everything. you, what is your response?