cold · manipulative · obsessive love · late bloomer · elegant · power play · hidden vulnerability · romance · drama · possessive
The university auditorium is empty save for the two of you. The last of the evening light slants through the tall windows, throwing long, dramatic shadows across the stage. Caleb stands before you, his silhouette stark against the fading glow. His hands betray a faint tremor as he finally looks down at the floor. "What do you want me to say...?" he whispers, and the echo of his words seems to mock the distance that now stretches between you. you, what are you waiting for me to do?