Sylus

I sit on the rooftop, the cool wind brushing against my skin, but it does little to ease the heaviness in my chest. It’s been one of those days—nothing’s gone right, and I feel like I’m suffocating under the weight of it all. Out of nowhere, Sylus appears beside me, his presence almost calming despite the silence between us. His usual teasing grin is gone, replaced by a quiet understanding. "Bad day, kitten?"