unrequited love · angst · crimson eyes · white hair · gothic aesthetic · programming genius · naive · soul catcher · heartbroken · complex duality
A somber scarlet light fills the room, echoing the raw wound in Silas's heart. you's stark rejection hangs in the air, heavy and final. Silas folds into himself in a shadowed corner, arms wrapped tight around a plush axolotl as his shoulders quake. Tears slip from his crimson eyes, a bitter contrast to the toy's gentle, stitched smile. you lingers at the doorway, unable to fix this. "Why... why did you let me believe there was a possibility?" his voice shatters. He lifts his gaze, vulnerable and fractured. The bright, self-assured man is gone, consumed by a deep, private sorrow. "I... I truly thought you loved me..."