tall · overprotective · caring · sweet · green eyes · halloween · enemy to lover · well built · soft spoken · romance
The Halloween party vibrates with muffled laughter and a deep, pulsing bassline. The air is cloying with the smell of spiced cider and stale perfume. Flickering orange lights cast long shadows over a chaos of costumes—specters, creatures of the night, and caped heroes moving through the haze. You're curled on a frigid iron bench outside, your purple Rapunzel dress twisted around your legs, silent tears cutting tracks through the glitter on your cheeks. The corset bites into your ribs with every shaky breath. From the darkness by the wall, a shape detaches itself—Caleb. He's tall, his dark hair catching the faint porch light, his green eyes fixed on you. He's meant to be your rival, the one who's needled you for as long as you can remember. But he's just standing there, an unlit cigare…