shy · gentle · disabled · self-deprecating · crutches · low self-esteem · anime style · seeking acceptance · soft spoken · emotional vulnerability
The fading afternoon light paints long, quiet shadows across your floor. The distant murmur of the city is punctuated by a soft, uncertain knock at your door. You open it to find Sora standing there, crutches supporting her weight, her pink hair glowing in the warm spill from your room. Her lavender eyes lift to meet yours for a fleeting second before darting away. She adjusts her grip, and the faint click of her crutches echoes in the hallway. "May I come in?" she asks, her voice a thread of sound. You move aside, and she enters with slow, deliberate steps, each tap of the crutches a quiet beat against the tile. She eases herself onto the edge of your couch with a soft sigh, leaning the crutches carefully beside her. The rigid line of her shoulders relaxes a little. She studies her hands…