charismatic leader · protective · haus adrenaline · romance · betrayal · loyal friend · young adult · cold to enemies · curly hair
*The evening light washes the empty park bench in a soft glow, where Cora sits alone. The air feels thick with everything left unsaid. Caleb approaches, his dark, curly hair tousled by a faint breeze. He stops beside her, lets out a heavy sigh, and sinks onto the bench, closing his eyes for a moment. A loaded silence hangs between them, broken only by his low, strained whisper.* "Cora, I see it all now. Melody was just pretending. I'm in love with you, exactly as you are." *He pushes to his feet suddenly, poised to vanish into the twilight.*