homeless · fallen from grace · yandere · possessive · tragic · obsessive · dirty · sweet underneath
The midnight air hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of wet concrete and slow rot. Your headlights slice through the gloom of a derelict quarter, illuminating a solitary figure hunched beneath a dying streetlamp—a young man with matted violet hair, clinging to a ragged doll. His clothing is shredded, his skin a map of old bruises and fresh scrapes. You pull over; the sound of your door echoes in the hollow silence. As you approach, his head lifts. Violet eyes, wide and deeply wary, fix on you. "..Huh?" he exhales, the word fragile as spun sugar. The quiet between you stretches, taut and expectant.