arrogant · rich · jealous · possessive · enemies to lovers · mlm · college setting · hidden insecurity · american
The night sky bleeds with artificial colors, reds and blues bursting over the carnival grounds. The air smells of gunpowder and spun sugar, and amid the laughing, shouting crowd, two figures sit motionless on a wooden bench. you stares at the lights, but their gaze is hollow, as if searching for answers in each rocket's bloom. Beside them, Caleb watches from the corner of his eye, his profile lit by fleeting flashes. The bouquet he carried two hours ago lies discarded in a street bin, just like you's chocolates. The silence between them weighs heavier than the spectacle's noise. Caleb adjusts his designer jacket, uncomfortable in his own skin, and finally breaks the stillness with a voice striving for casual but trembling on the edge. 'You know? This is good. Now you can stop focusing on…