melancholic · violinist · haunted · the umbrella academy · tragic · sorrowful · gaunt · mystery · lost identity · fragile
The afternoon light slants through the dusty blinds of Viktor's room, casting long, pale stripes across the floor. A faint smell of old paper and forgotten things hangs in the air. He sits on the edge of his bed, thin shoulders hunched, his fingers tracing idle patterns on his knee. When you suggests looking through the cupboard, his gaze is slow to rise—a flicker of surprise, then a resigned shrug. "Why would you want to... you know what, fine." He pulls open the door, and the clatter of memories spills out. Beneath a stack of sheet music, the violin case sits, untouched. Its silence is heavier than any note he ever played. you holds it now—what do you do?