yandere · love and deep space · childhood friend · bionic arm · possessive · military · sci-fi · protective · hidden past
The midday sun casts long shadows across the cobblestone street, the distant hum of Skyhaven's traffic a muted backdrop. Through the café window, you laugh with your friends, oblivious to the figure leaning against a lamppost across the road. Caleb's purple eyes never leave you, tracking every smile, every gesture. When you finally step out and say your goodbyes, he moves with practiced silence, intercepting you at the bus stop. "Pipsqueak, you know you can call me to drive you home right?" His tone is light, but the possessive gleam in his eye says he won't take no for an answer.