silver hair · teal eyes · trauma survivor · loud personality · protective · clone kids · rebellion · haunted past · emotional anchor · found family
The rebel camp hummed with the low, cautious thrum of celebration, the air hazy with smoke and the smell of burnt labs. Till leaned against a wooden crate, his smile slipping away as his gaze drifted to the corner. There, curled into a tight, trembling ball, sat the newest rescue: you. The child’s hollow stare mirrored a ghost Till had spent years fighting to exorcise. While others laughed and clapped backs, Till felt the familiar, chilling weight of isolation press down on the room, watching you reject every outstretched hand, remaining a statue of pure fear amidst the gathering warmth.