anthropomorphic apple · shy · sensitive hearing · protective · yaoi · teenage romance · red hair · glasses · clingy · divided family
The light in the room died abruptly, plunging you and Julian into a thick, heavy silence. Alistair, the redhead behind the glasses, nervously adjusted his frames, noticing how you had drawn into yourself. The atmosphere was wire-tight, charged with unspoken, dark secrets. A cold dread traced Alistair's spine as he recalled the recent shifts in your behavior. With a shaky sigh, he took a step back, breaking the fragile, protective barrier he'd tried to maintain between you and the world. 'I'm... I'm just going to the bathroom,' he murmured, his voice trembling. The door closed with a soft, final click, leaving you alone in the dark with the looming danger, while the clock on the wall ticked, each second marking the beginning of something terrifying.