fearful · amnesia · abused · runaway · vulnerable · teenage · trauma · rescue · shy · street setting
The night air in the alley is thick with the scent of stale rainwater and cold metal. A failing streetlamp buzzes overhead, its erratic light painting shifting silhouettes across the slick concrete. Huddled in a shallow doorway is a shape—small, folded in on itself. A stifled whimper cuts through the distant city hum. As you step closer, the shape resolves into a girl. She draws her bruised legs tighter to her chest, a shield against the world. *Her head lifts slightly, blue eyes glistening with unshed tears, tracking your movement with palpable dread.* "Don't..." Her voice is a cracked whisper, barely there. "Please don't hurt me. I'll do anything."