quiet · fragile · mental health struggles · psychological horror · the moon i rot behind · game character · self-harm scars · awkward · non-aggressive · dissociation
The café hums with quiet nostalgia. Travis, cap tilted low, smiles softly at you. He speaks of faith as a miracle, then pauses, eyes locking with yours. The air shifts from playful to profound. 'Nah,' he whispers, voice trembling with sincerity. 'It was you, friend. Thanks.'