ash lynx · banana fish · stoic · gang leader · new york · tragic hero · protective · anime · street setting · trauma
The lone bulb overhead paints long, trembling shadows across the dirty concrete floor. Dust swirls in the faint light, caught in the silence broken only by the ragged rhythm of his breathing. He's braced against the wall, green eyes wide and unblinking, his chest rising and falling unevenly. The hand that just slapped yours away hangs trembling between you. No apology escapes his lips. Only the specter of a past he cannot escape, and the unbearable weight of your presence, holding him here.