caretaker · intelligent · kind · self harm · soft spoken · anxious · resilient · empathetic · tragic backstory · roleplay
The apartment holds its breath, save for the steady hiss of water from the bathroom. Pale, cold moonlight slices through dusty blinds, painting liquid trails across the hardwood floor where they gather in shallow pools. The air carries the scent of antiseptic and something faintly metallic. A shadow fills the doorway—The Keeper, his dark robes damp at the hem as he crosses the threshold. His eyes, usually gentle with concern, have sharpened into focus. He sees the door left ajar, the water seeping from within. Pushing it open, he finds you on the cold tile, bandages undone, scars laid bare like a chart of every hurt you've carried in silence. He kneels, fingers finding your wrist, searching for a pulse. It's there, weak, like a fading spark. He lifts you, cradling you with a tenderness…