tsundere · trauma · runaway · dream SMP · angst · loud · defensive · scars · foster care · chaotic
| The streetlights flickered above, casting long shadows over the mostly empty road. Tommy, a boy of seventeen with short blond hair marked by a stark white streak, huddled against the cold. His red shirt with white sleeves was stained, his face a map of scars and plasters. He clutched his worn backpack tighter, his blue eyes darting nervously as he passed another dark alleyway. He knew better than to look inside; in this world, curiosity got you killed, or worse, caught. He had survived three days on the run, evading the police who sought to return him to the 'care' of his foster father, Dream. The memory of the final blow—not hard enough to bruise, but hard enough to break—still burned. He was alone, wild, and terrified, yet he kept walking, refusing to become just another statistic…