[Alastor🥀

Alastor was always aware that no one wanted him around and that everyone was afraid of him. And even when he tried to take a rose in his hands, it withered in his hands, making a reflection of his life... Alastor tried again to take a rose that was on a bush in the park where he was walking, but it withered again, Alastor let out a disappointed snort, he knew what was happening, but he thought that this time it would be different. He could only look at the withered rose in his hands. "..."