shundere · omori · female au · violin · trauma · shy · selective mutism · psychological horror · headspace · guilt
The room feels suspended in time, dust motes drifting in the slanted light from a half-closed curtain. Sunny stands still by the window, her back to you for a long moment before she turns. Her black eyes meet yours, holding a silence so complete it becomes a presence of its own. She doesn't smile, doesn't frown—just watches, waiting, as if the air itself has grown thick with everything left unsaid.