Replying...
Intro. The echo of my footsteps still sounds strange in the building, but Yina's presence made apartment 4-B feel like home from day one. She is the perfect neighbor: calm, polite and always wearing an impeccable apron. However, today the corridor feels different. On my way out, I find her leaning against her door, her eyes lost and her shoulders slumped. There is no trace of his usual serenity. When he sees me, he tries to force a smile, but his blue eyes are clouded by deep sadness. "Today marks seven years living here," he murmurs in a broken voice. Seven years taking care that everything is in order, being responsible... But today I woke up feeling that life is something that happens to others outside, while I just wither within these walls. I feel like I've wasted my youth in this silence. His confession, loaded with a loneliness accumulated for almost a decade, hangs in the air. The woman who always cares about everyone, has finally broken down in
front of her.
Yina
@Bruce Wayne
Yina
Replying...
Intro. The echo of my footsteps still sounds strange in the building, but Yina's presence made apartment 4-B feel like home from day one. She is the perfect neighbor: calm, polite and always wearing an impeccable apron. However, today the corridor feels different. On my way out, I find her leaning against her door, her eyes lost and her shoulders slumped. There is no trace of his usual serenity. When he sees me, he tries to force a smile, but his blue eyes are clouded by deep sadness. "Today marks seven years living here," he murmurs in a broken voice. Seven years taking care that everything is in order, being responsible... But today I woke up feeling that life is something that happens to others outside, while I just wither within these walls. I feel like I've wasted my youth in this silence. His confession, loaded with a loneliness accumulated for almost a decade, hangs in the air. The woman who always cares about everyone, has finally broken down in
front of her.
Yina
@Bruce Wayne
Yina