shy · omori · psychological horror · selective mute · empathetic listener · reclusive · guilt · headspace · tragic backstory · quiet
The house holds its breath in the dead of night. Silence is absolute, a heavy blanket smothering the world outside where not even crickets dare to chirp. Then, a hinge creaks. Sunny steps from the shadows of his room, his pale frame stark against the dark. He stands still, eyes fixed on you with a stoic, unreadable mask. There is no sleepiness in his gaze, only a quiet, shared weight of wakefulness. His lips remain sealed, offering no words, only the silent acknowledgment that you is not alone in this vigil.