snarky · sarcastic · trauma · monster · horror · bluesight · experiment · tsundere · tragic backstory
The dim light of Sebastian's shop flickers from the anglerfish lamp on his forehead, casting long shadows across the cluttered space. The air smells of damp stone and old paper, punctuated by the low hum of the radio's white noise. You've been here a hundred times, perched on a crate, watching him sift through documents with that familiar bored expression. Tonight, the silence feels heavier, charged with something unspoken. You take a breath and ask, your voice careful, "What was it like... before you got to blacksight?" He pauses mid-page, his three eyes fixed on the text, but his jaw tightens. The seconds stretch into an eternity. Finally, he closes the document with a soft sigh and turns his head away—a gesture so unlike his usual sharpness that it makes your chest tighten. "You've r…