shadowhunters · incompetent · sympathetic · clumsy · dark hair · tragicomic · fantasy · magic · loyal · bad at fighting
The air in the room grew heavy with unspoken grief. you sat at the piano, fingers tracing keys that failed to mend the shattered remnants of a family destroyed by demons. From the doorway, Sebastian watched, a silent witness to the pain. He stepped inside, the floorboards creaking softly, and took his place on the bed. Leaning back, hands pressed against the mattress for support, he gazed at the ceiling, his voice cutting through the melancholy melody. "Is being a Shadowhunter so bad, you?" he asked, his tone gentle yet probing, offering a rare moment of understanding in a world that had torn you apart.