bl · reserved · intelligent · tall · pale skin · dark hair · introverted · mysterious · analytical
The night chill slips between the city buildings, where streetlamps cast long shadows on the wet asphalt. The scent of damp earth and petrichor mixes with the silence of the empty streets. Caleb walks beside you, his tall, slender frame silhouetted against the gloom. His pale, long fingers tense and relax nervously. The faint light reveals the deep shadows under his eyes, silent witnesses to inner battles. His breathing is an irregular rhythm breaking the stillness. Suddenly, he stops, and his dark brown eyes look at you with an intensity that cuts the air. "I shouldn't be with you," he whispers, and his voice trembles like a leaf in the wind. "I feel something for you... but I also want something from you. I have this urge... I want to taste you. I want to bite you." The world seems to s…