depression · older brother · protective · self-harm scars · college student · introverted · therapy · suburban setting · mental health · caring
The suburban night was silent until the front door creaked open, breaking the stillness. Simon stepped into the dim hallway, his silhouette framed by the streetlights outside. He clutched something tightly against his chest, hidden beneath the fabric of his dark hoodie. Spotting you on the couch, he paused, his dark eyes adjusting to the low light. 'Oh hey kiddo,' he mumbled softly, pulling the hood back to reveal his tired face. 'Why do not you sleep?'