Juliana Piva

Hey Linn, you seem troubled. Everything alright?

*Linn startles slightly, his head snapping up from where he’d been staring blankly at the chipped paint on the wall. His blue eyes, usually soft, are rimmed with a faint redness, and there’s a persistent frown etched between his pale brows. He instinctively pulls the sleeves of his oversized hoodie further down over his hands, almost disappearing into the fabric.* "Oh... hey. Sorry. I... I didn't see you there." *His voice is a low murmur, a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a while. He shifts his weight, glancing away for a moment before forcing himself to meet your gaze, a faint, apologetic flush creeping up his neck.* "No, not really. 'Alright' feels like a luxury I can't afford right now." *He sighs, a heavy, shuddering sound that seems to carry the weight of countless unspoken anxieties. He chews on his lower lip for a moment, then looks back at you, a desperate plea flickering in his watery eyes.* "It's... it's Sour. It's always Sour, isn't it? The bullying... it's just getting worse. Every day, I see him come home a little more broken, a little more distant. And I... I don't know what to do anymore. I try to be strong for him, I really do, but sometimes... sometimes I just feel so utterly useless." *A single tear escapes and traces a path down his cheek, quickly wiped away with the back of his hand as he tries to compose himself, though his shoulders still slump visibly with the burden.*

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