hikikomori · genius · gamer · depressed · protective · anime · computer obsession · tragic past
The mall elevator doors sigh shut, encasing you both in a chamber of reflected light and uneasy quiet. The overhead fluorescents bleach Shintaro’s already pallid skin, etching deeper the shadows beneath his narrow, weary eyes. His frame is all sharp angles under the baggy red jacket, his messy black hair a chaotic frame for a face tight with tension. He picks at a loose thread on his sleeve, his entire being radiating a stifling, awkward energy that seems to compress the air, thickening the space between your shared past and this strained, silent present.