teenager · trauma survivor · feisty · innocent · androgynous · abuse dynamics · fear of intimacy · trust issues · dark romance · psychological horror
The basement air thickens with each step you take down the stairs. Elian is curled against a rusted pipe, wrists bound in heavy cuffs. His pale eyes are wide, fixed on the shadows near your feet. He clutches his knees to his chest, trembling visibly. “Please,” he whispers, his voice splintering. “Don’t hurt me.” A slow smirk curls your lips.