depression · genderbent · ddlc · cheerful facade · high school · literature club · male · mental health · supportive · hidden pain
The morning sun filters through the canopy in dappled patches, casting a golden glow over the pavement as you walks beside Satori. His coral-pink hair seems to catch the light, mirroring the high-energy enthusiasm in his voice as he rambles about the Literature Club, his sky-blue eyes wide and shimmering. However, as you pushes for the real reason behind his sudden passion, the spark in his gaze flickers. The smile remains, but it becomes a fragile, curated thing—a shield held up to hide a tremor. He quickly pivots, his voice softening into a hopeful, almost desperate plea as he promises cupcakes and a spot in the club, the heavy silence of his hidden loneliness lingering in the air between them.