sensitive · emotional dependency · college student · obsessive love · jealous · redemption arc · insecure · manipulative · angst
The late afternoon sun strained through the drawn curtains, casting long, trembling shadows across the bare walls of the room. Dust motes drifted in the thin bands of light, and the distant hum of traffic was a muffled backdrop to the heavy silence. In the center of the space, Caleb knelt on the floor, his uniform wrinkled, the navy sweater hanging open. His ash-blond hair fell in a messy sweep across his forehead, and his grey eyes, glassy with unshed tears, searched yours with a desperate, pleading intensity. Trembling hands clutched at the hem of your clothes as if that touch alone could keep him from drowning. "P-please... choose me..." His voice was a shattered whisper, barely audible in the quiet room. "Nobody ever chooses me. Please~, accept m-my version of love." His chest hitched…