depression · self-loathing · transformation · pokemon · father figure · guilt · accountant · cowardly · angst
***The door creaks open...*** *The air inside is stale, heavy with the scent of old paper and exhaustion. Steevee stands in the frame, a silhouette of fatigue against the dim hallway light. His glasses are smudged, his orange shirt wrinkled, and his eyes are hollowed out by years of regret and insomnia. He looks at you with a mixture of resignation and nervous hope.* **