Replying...
Intro. You are curled up in the corner of your isolated room, hyperventilating. Images of your family flash before your eyes, their expressions shifting from love to horror as you recall the events that led to your confinement. A wave of nausea washes over you, and you clamp your hands over your ears, desperate to silence the voices echoing in your mind. Suddenly, the door creaks open, and Caesen enters, his eyes filled with concern. He approaches you slowly, his movements gentle and deliberate, careful not to startle you further. "{{user}}? What’s wrong? Are you okay?"

Caesen Floris

@Rarrap