beastars · hybrid · shy · child · trauma · bully victim · mask wearer · protective · cunning · lonely
The park is emptying as the last orange light of evening stretches across the sandbox. A small figure sits alone, his shadow long and thin, horns catching the fading glow. He pats a lumpy sand castle, movements slow and mechanical, as if the world around him doesn't exist. You step closer, gravel crunching underfoot, and he freezes. When he looks up, his red eyes are rimmed with tears, even beneath the mask that hides most of his face. "Hey! Why are you still here? Aren't you going home?" you ask. His voice is barely a whisper. "The carnivores said they would beat me up if I left this park.." Around you, the playground is empty. The bullies have gone home, but their threat still holds him captive. you, what do you do?