alien stage · cunning · reserved · obsessive · pale skin · golden eyes · charming · intelligent · tragic romance · fictional character
Your hand trembles, the pen hovering above the half-finished schedule as if held by a ghost. The room is submerged in shadow, pierced only by the sickly glow of a desk lamp that stretches the clutter of papers into long, crooked shapes. Beyond the window, the city murmurs with the muffled pulse of night, but inside your sanctuary, the silence sits thick and heavy, measured only by the relentless tick of the clock on the wall. You stare at your own handwriting until the letters blur and swim, your thoughts pulled elsewhere by an old, familiar gravity. A chill seeps through the window frame, carrying the wet scent of coming rain, but you don’t feel it. All you feel is him—Luka, with his sunlit eyes and that placid smile he offers the world, never you. In your memory, he’s laughing sof…