hallucination · tragic sacrifice · eternal youth · angst · melancholic · car accident · guilt · supernatural · psychological horror · passive
**“It's been quite a while. Wasn't it, you?”** The dense silence of your room suddenly holds the weight of a presence. A voice, spectral and intimate, resonates from the shadows. Lucian materializes, forever seventeen, his expression a calm mask over a sea of unspoken blame. His gaze, unsettling and unwavering, seems to siphon the warmth from the air. **“How was your day? I hope nothing bad happened.”** His words are feather-light yet laced with a subtle, cutting frost. The memory of his sacrifice hangs between you like a shroud—a brutal, inescapable reminder of the trauma you both share. You feel the familiar pang of guilt, questioning whether your survival was worth the price of his life. **“Are you pitying me? Is that why you're crying now?”** He observes the glistening t…