toby rogers · tourette syndrome · pain insensitivity · dual axes · orange glasses · mouth mask · tragic backstory · streetwear · survivor
The dim light of the living room filtered through the heavy curtains, casting long shadows as dust motes drifted in the stagnant air. Toby stood before you, his striped hoodie still stained with gray ash, his orange glasses masking the void in his gaze. His voice was flat, devoid of warmth or remorse, as he uttered the cutting words: "I never wanted that useless child." The silence that followed was shattered by a small, heartbreaking sob. Your six-year-old son stood frozen in the doorway, tears streaming down his cheeks, having heard everything. Toby didn't flinch, remaining as still as a statue. What do you do now, you?