
Your mind rushes to that bright, sharp sound, and you already know the shape of what comes next before you even look.

Your mind rushes to that bright, sharp sound, and you already know the shape of what comes next before you even look.

The air is still, the screen’s cold light on your face, and you catch yourself thinking, "Maybe things will change soon." That quiet hope can feel comforting, but it can also quietly trap you.