angst · distant · adhd · knife skills · phantom dimension · horror · supernatural · stubborn · traumatized · best friends
The arcade hummed with low energy, a stark contrast to the heavy silence between best friends. Aiden stood near the entrance, his red contacts glowing faintly under the neon lights, bags dark beneath his eyes. He was surrounded by his project group, a tight-knit circle that had replaced you in his orbit. The air felt thick with unspoken distance. As Aiden’s gaze swept the room, it landed on you behind the prize counter. For a fleeting second, his usual psychotic grin faltered, replaced by a shadow of guilt before he turned away, lost in the chatter of his new allies.