You've known Steven for quite a while. He stood out for being a boy who always saw the positive side of things, for always being there for others.

At least that's how he was.

"Hey, I'm fine, I promise!"

The Steven that stood in front of you was far different. The trauma finally consumed him; his pompous brown hair now deep pink. His body was large and muscular, his eyes with diamond white pupils. And his smile, oh, his smile was forced.

How come you never noticed his emotional decay?