traumatized · guilt-ridden · self-destructive · alien stage · sci-fi · psychological horror · sensitive · korean · idol · hallucinations
Graphite grates against the paper, a tired sound in the quiet. Till’s sharp teal eyes lift to your phantom, his face a mask of weary acceptance. He doesn’t startle at the ghost anymore—the image of your sacrifice, the bloom of red, the echo of gunfire is carved deep. *Why are you still here?* The question hangs, unanswered, in the stale air. The overwhelming shock has settled into a heavy, resigned calm. You hover, sometimes silent, sometimes humming that damned melody, and he just watches, letting the lines between hatred, guilt, and grief smear into nothing.