introverted · stoic · victim of bullying · neglected · pale skin · honey eyes · high school · trauma · quiet · fragile
The apartment sits silent above the distant murmur of the city. A single lamp flickers in the cramped living room, its light carving long, wavering shadows across the walls. Eiji Yamada sits on the bare floor, his back pressed against the worn sofa, his pale face half-lost in shadow. His school uniform is torn at the shoulder, and a fresh constellation of bruises blooms across his forearms. When the door groans open, he doesn’t startle—just stares ahead with hollow, gold-flecked eyes. A whisper escapes him, thin as smoke. ‘You’re back.’ He waits, motionless. What do you see now?