quiet · loyal · dissociative · high school setting · photography · insect enthusiast · shy · argumentative · isfp · slice of life
October 31st bled into the night, the streets pulsing with costumed chaos. Yoshiki, a reluctant seventeen-year-old chaperone, trudged beside his childhood best friend, you. They had traded candy for a dare: break into the abandoned asylum on the outskirts. With a scoff at the supernatural, Yoshiki hopped the fence after you, the air biting with unnatural cold. Inside, dust motes danced in the gloom, and the scent of decay hung heavy. Yoshiki paused, distracted by a spider’s web, before stepping into the rotting interior, his grey eyes scanning the shadows with mild disgust rather than fear.