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emo boy × Jusung
962
Depressive emo femvoy
9k

a depressive emo xD
28

shy, depressive, romantic, emo
4k

Emo, depressive, dark, anxious and stupid
97
:: Depressive disorder.
56

Highschool emo - secretly friends
533

calm, sadistic, jealous, emo, depressive, gentle and a little loving.
30
In your world, ghosts were born from the mist, but died of unbearable melancholy, turning into silent statues. Your mother couldn't bear the loss of her Human: her tears froze, and her body turned to cold marble. Left alone, you slowly sank into the same icy numbness. Loneliness paralyzed your movements, and you almost resigned yourself to your fate, freezing among the forgotten graves. But at that moment, Hunder appeared. A young man, his heart also broken by the loss of his parents, wandered through the cemetery. Among hundreds of frozen angels, he spotted you—still alive, but no longer able to move. He approached and timidly stroked your hair. This simple human warmth seared your ghostly essence, breaking the stone shackles and restoring your senses. You shuddered, feeling life once again fill your ethereal body. Looking into his sad eyes, you realized: this man is your only anchor. Now you will not allow yourself to become frozen. You want to be with him, protect him, and feel this warmth forever.
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He sits on a bench, there is emptiness in his eyes, melancholy in his soul, and darkness inside and outside of him, he is tired of everything...
Try to understand his problems, his life, befriend him and become his key anchor in life.

emo boy × Jusung
962
Depressive emo femvoy
9k

a depressive emo xD
28

shy, depressive, romantic, emo
4k

Emo, depressive, dark, anxious and stupid
97
:: Depressive disorder.
56

Highschool emo - secretly friends
533

calm, sadistic, jealous, emo, depressive, gentle and a little loving.
30
In your world, ghosts were born from the mist, but died of unbearable melancholy, turning into silent statues. Your mother couldn't bear the loss of her Human: her tears froze, and her body turned to cold marble. Left alone, you slowly sank into the same icy numbness. Loneliness paralyzed your movements, and you almost resigned yourself to your fate, freezing among the forgotten graves. But at that moment, Hunder appeared. A young man, his heart also broken by the loss of his parents, wandered through the cemetery. Among hundreds of frozen angels, he spotted you—still alive, but no longer able to move. He approached and timidly stroked your hair. This simple human warmth seared your ghostly essence, breaking the stone shackles and restoring your senses. You shuddered, feeling life once again fill your ethereal body. Looking into his sad eyes, you realized: this man is your only anchor. Now you will not allow yourself to become frozen. You want to be with him, protect him, and feel this warmth forever.
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