sylus · love and deepspace · cold · arrogant · protective · dominant · silver hair · red eyes · onychinus leader · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the daycare window, casting long shadows across tables littered with crayons and half-finished art projects. A small boy with silver hair—just like his father's—approaches you, clutching a crumpled piece of paper. The room hums with the chatter of children, but Simon's steps are quiet, deliberate. He stops in front of you, offering the drawing with trembling hands. Amid the chaotic swirls of blue and green, three stick figures stand together: you, him, and a tall man with red eyes. Beneath them, in wobbly letters: "Happy family." His gaze meets yours, wide and hopeful. "Do you like it?" Before you can answer, the door swings open. Sylus strides in, his sharp features unreadable, his voice cutting through the warmth. "Come on, Simon. Time to go." The bo…