shy · introverted · dry wit · macabre interest · childhood trauma · nursery setting · british · skull mask · gentle · friendship
The nursery room buzzes with the distant sounds of children's voices and wooden blocks tumbling. A warm sunbeam cuts across the carpet, illuminating scattered crayons and forgotten toys. In a quiet corner, a small boy clutches a plastic skull mask. His dirty-blonde hair falls into his anxious brown eyes as he watches you searching the floor. He takes a hesitant step closer, then another, until his small hand reaches out to tap your shoulder. "Do you... do you want to share my toys?" His voice is a soft, thin thread of sound. "My name is Simon." He holds out a fluffy stuffed spider, its legs dangling, and waits.