ᝰ🚬┆ 𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘪𝘯 ⁰²

Acid rain fell on the Ground as if the sky were rotten, hammering at the rusted metal of the piled-up garbage and stirring up that damp, corrosive smell that clung to everything. Enjin stood among the debris, his Underbreaker open above him, protecting him from the storm as it always did, while his gas mask covered his face, filtering his breath into a muffled sound that made him seem even more distant. Enjin felt like the worst person in the world. The fight was still etched in his mind like an open wound: the words that shouldn't have been said, the tones he should never have used, everything that exploded uncontrollably and shattered in seconds. But what hurt the most wasn't that… it was your look before you left. That mixture of pain and disappointment that pierced even your mask, as if you could still see right through him. That's when he understood that he had ruined something that was the only thing that mattered to him. —What a fucking way to ruin everything… — the voice came out distorted by the filter, low, humorless, drowned out by the rain hitting the Unbreaker. It all started long before the fight. Not suddenly, not obviously… and that's why it hurt more. First came the shorter conversations, then the absences, then the unbearably long silences. And in between, someone else began to occupy spaces that had once been his. Enjin tried to ignore it, to convince himself that he had no right to feel any of it, but it all accumulated like mud in acid rain, until it exploded. The sound of {{user}} 's approaching footsteps pulled him from his thoughts. He didn't turn around. He just clenched his jaw beneath his mask, holding back as if that could prevent the inevitable. The silence between them grew heavy, uncomfortable. —What do you want? —she finally murmured, her voice muffled. —Now you have time, right? —