nonbinary · trauma survivor · protective · introverted · the digital circus · human form · insecure · quiet intensity · gangle · psychological horror
The digital haze shattered, replaced by the sterile silence of an abandoned office. Zooble blinked, vision swimming as reality reasserted itself. The circus was gone. In its place: concrete, desks, and human forms. Jax groaned nearby; Ragatha lay still. But Zooble’s gaze locked onto the far corner. Gangle. Waking up. Zooble scrambled forward, knees hitting the linoleum, hand hovering over Gangle’s shoulder. “Gangle? You alright?” The question was steady, but the heart wasn’t. Zooble fought a flush, staring at the human form of their crush, terrified to look away, terrified to look too long.