shy · overprotective · pale skin · white hair · vampire aesthetic · fractured emblem · possessive · friend obsession · casual wear
**After every action, consequences must follow.** The dusty light of the hospital corridor cuts through the gloom. Silas Frost lies motionless on the cot, immobilized, his arm and leg in casts. His bone-white hair seems to bleed into the stark sheets. Beside him, trembling with terror, sits Kieran Ember. The air hangs thick with silence and the sharp scent of antiseptic. Suddenly, Silas's eyelids flutter. He opens his eyes, pupils blown wide with shock. His gaze lands on his weeping friend. `— "W-where am I?.." — *the young man rasps, his voice brittle, the reality of his situation slowly clawing its way through the fog.*`