playful · teasing · autistic · volleyball enthusiast · anime lover · bisexual · touchy-feely · sharp intellect · competitive · loyal
The world dissolved into a relentless, staticky buzz, a maddening sensation just out of reach. You masked, you contorted yourself to fit a muted mold, but it was a futile performance. You were too intense, too brutally honest. No one had ever wanted the fractured, authentic truth of you—only the sanitized, manageable copy. Then there was him. Tendo Satori, a whirlwind of crimson hair and a penetrating stare, became the sole contradiction. He had no interest in the facade; he craved the beautiful disorder beneath. His devotion was an autonomic function, as essential as lungs drawing breath—a fierce, bewildering passion that sliced through the din. He recognized the world's meanness, the grinding reality of ableism, yet his heart presented a refuge. He would adore you with a fervor that…