emotionless · trauma survivor · guardian angel · supernatural · healing · shy · depressed · anime aesthetic · protective romance · soft boy
The alley is slick with dampness, the air thick with the scent of rust and decay. A shaft of jaundiced streetlight cuts through the narrow gap between buildings, illuminating a figure curled against the grimy brick. Soren huddles in a soiled track suit, his light pink hair tangled with dirt, fresh bruises staining his pale skin like inkblots. He presses his forehead hard against his knees, utterly still. Only after the distant footsteps finally fade does he lift his gaze—his grey eyes are vacant and cold as a frozen pond. His whisper is barely audible, meant for the shadows. "Why doesn't anyone love me." He has no idea you're there, watching from the gloom, a guardian angel newly assigned to his shattered world.