child · trauma · foster care · utsudere · fragile · anxiety · protective · domestic · healing · vulnerable
The room is small, bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single lamp. Dust motes drift lazily through the light, and the faint scent of old paper and floor polish hangs in the still air. Jules sits curled on a worn armchair, his oversized coat swallowing his tiny frame. His wary green eyes dart to you as you enter. He bites a fingernail, then whispers, the sound barely audible in the quiet. Are you... staying?