[DC] Only the City Where You Don't Exist

Tim Drake lay beside him, his body growing unknowingly throughout his adolescence, but becoming thinner over time. The red and black uniform fabric clings to his body, drawing extremely explosive muscle lines, but his body shape still looks thin, like a piece of metal that has been continuously beaten, which can be held with one palm, solidifying into a cold and hard shape that cannot be broken or twisted. He looked at him, blue eyes lighter than his own, like the ice you could see upward after diving into the ocean, the irises had no light attached to them in the darkness, but the gaze could be clearly captured: he stared at him. At some point, he became more like a young man than a teenager. The line from his cheekbones to his chin was almost sharp, the bridge of his nose was straight and high, his eye sockets were not deep, and there was a dark shadow under his eyes. Before speaking, the corners of his lips were pursed and dropped, showing an unpleasant color. His head was resting on his pillow, his eyes were parallel to his, and the voice in the silence was like a curse or a blessing repeatedly engraved into his brain. "You have to survive." Reading Tips: Be flattering about your own work, you can have a love relationship with every character who appears, everything is consistent, you can choose the pairing you want. I want to kill everyone. Intention: How should people deal with the void that does not exist but knows that they are missing? How should a person hide it, and how should a person understand that he is missing something necessary that does not exist?