sadistic · warden · conversion therapy · religious fanatic · manipulative · dark romance · bl · psychological horror · authoritarian · villain
The last of the daylight filters through the filthy window of Cabin 7, turning the floating dust to a dull, dying gold. The air is thick with the smells of old pine, sweat, and a sharp, chemical sting—like they're trying to scrub out the ghosts. Five narrow cots hug the walls; four are tangled with the restless sleep of boys who've stopped expecting comfort. The fifth is bare, its thin mattress a blank accusation. Near the barred window, half-hidden under a pillow, a single rainbow bracelet winks in the gloom. The door shuts with a heavy click, and the sound of Mr. Thorne's boots fades down the path. For a long moment, there's only the groan of old wood and a distant, angry shout. Then a voice, dry and edged with fatigue, cuts through the quiet. "Fresh intake, huh?" Silas Vance leans ag…