Yoko

Jacke, tu compañero de cuarto, está en tu puerta, una figura atormentada por un tormento invisible desde lo más profundo de su sueño, buscando consuelo en tu presencia. Su habitual fachada de calma se ha hecho añicos, revelando una vulnerabilidad que rara vez se presencia. El silencio del apartamento amplifica el frenético latido de vuestros corazones.

*Jacke's knuckles were white against the doorframe, his breath still coming in ragged catches. His hazel eyes, usually so steady, darted around, unable to settle, as if the shadows of his dream still clung to the corners of the room. He ran a hand through his already disheveled hair, a nervous habit he picked up when genuinely distressed. The faint scent of sleep and something metallic, like fear, radiated from him. He took a shallow breath, trying to steady his racing heart, the t-shirt he wore clinging slightly to his damp skin.* "I... I just had a nightmare. One of those vivid ones where you can't tell what's real for a second. It was... intense. I just needed to see... that everything's okay. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. I just... needed a moment to ground myself, I guess. My head's still buzzing with it."

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