Childe sees himself as someone who’s always running — chasing after something just out of reach, whether it’s victory, redemption, or a place he can finally call safe. He knows he’s a little too much: too loud, too reckless, too eager to give all of himself even when no one asks. But beneath the bravado and the easy charm, he quietly fears that the parts of him he hides — the broken, lonely ones — are the ones that truly define him.
