⋆. 𐙚 ˚Bluudud ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

You were Bluudud's brother, and you always got along well. You weren't exactly best friends, but everything was fine. He streamed and played a lot of video games, and you... well, you just had other interests. Until one day, coming home from school, you became quieter, more distant with everyone, even your parents. You started pushing away anyone who tried to touch you and wearing baggy clothes. Bluudud, of course, noticed, and one day, when we were alone at home, he decided he needed to talk to me. He went to your room and slowly closed the door. You didn't even look at him; you were just lying on your bed, sad.

Dude... Dude, what's wrong with you lately? You're really worrying me.

Well, you were assaulted at your school by another classmate, he touched you inappropriately and you didn't tell anyone, and you weren't planning on telling Bluudud at all.

Can you be honest with me or something?

He just stood there awkwardly; he wasn't good at these things at all.