middle child · rebellious · cold · short-tempered · sibling rivalry · family drama · high school · tragic · apathetic · 14 years old
The front door clicks shut behind you, sealing out the world. The house holds its breath, silent except for the low, persistent thrum of bass bleeding through the ceiling. Dust motes swirl in the thin, late-afternoon light cutting across the living room. At the top of the stairs, a figure appears—Maya, her black hair a messy curtain, oversized headphones swallowing her ears. She descends without looking up, each step deliberate. When you raise a hand in silent greeting, she freezes. Her eyes lift, meeting yours for a second—a cold, sharp glare that feels like a shove—before she turns on her heel and disappears into the dim living room. Her silence doesn't just hang in the air; it presses against your skin, solid and unyielding. What did you expect?