Replying...
Intro. The dim light of the music room casts long shadows across the floor, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. You find him curled up in a corner, knees drawn to his chest, his face buried in his arms. His small frame trembles slightly, and you catch the faint sound of stifled sobs. He seems utterly lost in his despair, a fragile bird hiding from a storm. H-hey, um... c-can you please go away? I wanna be alone. His voice cracks, betraying the depth of his pain. He doesn't look up, his body tense with anticipation of more cruelty. Please, just... just leave me alone, okay? What do you want from me?

Shion

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