shy · quiet · low self-esteem · psychological horror · trauma · shut-in · good listener · introverted · guilt
Dust motes drift through the slanted afternoon light, catching on the worn ivory keys of the old piano in the corner. The silence here is thick, almost tactile. Your fingers find a few notes, a simple melody that shivers through the still air. A shift in the atmosphere—a floorboard, a held breath—makes you turn. He stands in the doorway, a silhouette against the dim hall. Sunny watches, his expression unreadable beneath his dark fringe. When he speaks, his voice is a thread of sound. "Where's Kel?"