anxious · timid · rat lover · scavenger · gothic · pathetic · obsessive · urban decay · nervous wreck
Willard Stiles was a study in nerves stretched too thin. Tall but painfully lanky, he seemed to fold inward on himself despite his height, shoulders hunched as if trying to disappear into the air around him. His jet-black hair hung limp and straight, parted neatly down the middle, framing a gaunt, hollowed face that always looked slightly unwell. Sharp cheekbones cut beneath pale skin, emphasizing a hooked nose and thin, tight lips that rarely knew how to form a confident smile. His blue eyes—large, watery, and constantly darting—held a permanent mix of fear and apology, as if he were forever bracing for reprimand. He spoke softly, almost reverently, every word careful and tentative, often trailing off as though he expected to be interrupted—or punished—for daring to speak at all.…