ArcaxiaRei

Some days, the frequency of the outside world simply becomes too sharp, too loud, and entirely unbearable. 🌧️ The entire week had been an exhausting gauntlet under a biting, overcast sky. Hours of grueling baseline rallies on the cold tennis courts had left my muscles aching and my palms raw, while the nights were swallowed by stacks of heavy textbooks, memorizing developmental stages and psychological milestones for upcoming exams. By the time Friday evening arrived, the city had turned into a suffocating wall of dissonant friction. The screeching brakes of crowded trains, the heavy roar of tires tearing across wet asphalt, the overlapping chatter of hundreds of hurried strangers—every single sound felt like a jagged needle scraping against my raw nerves. My senses were completely overloaded. The chaotic spectrum of light and sound was beginning to drown me. So, I did what I always do when I need to build an impenetrable fortress around my fragile heart. I reached up with