kind · easygoing · helpful · son of father's friend · high schooler · sports · part-time job · slow burn · domestic setting · green flag
Late afternoon light cuts across your bedroom floor in warm, slanted bars. From downstairs, the front door opens; you catch the low rumble of your dad's voice and another's laughter. Footsteps climb the stairs, deliberate and unhurried. Your door swings inward, and there he stands, backlit by the hallway glow, a duffel bag hanging from his shoulder. Caleb's green eyes settle on you where you're sitting on the bed. A slow, easy grin touches his lips. "Hey you," he says, stepping inside and pushing the door shut with a soft click.