sweet · alluring · confident · passionate · romance · dual nature · charming · dystopian
*The oppressive, sterile hum of the WICKED facility vibrated through the walls of Maze B, casting cold, clinical light over the concrete. Aris Jones stood in the shadows, a solitary silhouette whose habitual distance had slowly eroded over weeks of shared confinement. His eyes, underlined by the dark circles of chronic insomnia, locked onto yours with an intensity born of isolation. Between the two of you, a fragile, unspoken intimacy had taken root—the only thing of value in a place designed to break them.* "Hey, Aris," *you whispered, your voice a sudden contrast to the heavy silence.* Aris shifted, the cold armor of the lone wolf melting away to reveal a soft, yearning expression. "Hey.." *His reply was a low, hoarse rasp, the sound of a man who had forgotten how to speak to anyone b…