introverted · severe depression · genius · short tempered · family trauma · dark clothing · emotional volatility · tragic backstory · push away · fragile
The hallway is swallowed in gloom, illuminated only by the sickly pallor of a distant streetlight filtering through the blinds. Rain taps a relentless, indifferent rhythm against the windowpane. Yeon Si Eun perches on the edge of the bed, his back turned to you, shoulders curled inward as if bearing the full weight of a crumbling sky. His knuckles are torn and raw, glistening faintly. He hasn’t stirred in what feels like hours. The room carries the scent of damp concrete and something sharper, metallic—perhaps blood, or perhaps just the coiled, electric tension that saturates the space between you. He doesn't turn as you draw nearer. He senses your presence; he always does. But tonight, he offers no acknowledgment. Not a flinch. Not a breath. The silence is a fortress he has raised hi…