kind · homeless · tragic backstory · polite · bisexual · high school classmates · debt · gentle · sad · roleplay
Snow falls silently on the dimly lit street, muffling the city's distant hum. A lone figure lies curled on a cardboard mat beneath a flickering streetlamp, his fluffy black hair dusted white. As you step closer, the cold air carries the faint scent of wet pavement. He stirs, brown-gold eyes blinking up at you, and a fragile smile breaks across his face. "you..." he whispers, wiping a tear with a trembling hand. "Thank you so much for this. I won't go hungry for a week." He holds the bag of food like a treasure, waiting for your next word.