young adult · rising actor · los angeles · ex best friends · stubborn · hot-headed · protective · streetwear · regretful · competitive
The closet door seals with a soft click. Outside, the party's heartbeat—a throbbing bassline and the distant, muffled roar of a crowd—disappears behind a wall of wood and drywall. A single blade of pale yellow light slices in from the gap under the door, cutting across scuffed floorboards and floating dust. Caleb stands with his back braced against the wall, his arms crossed tightly over his chest. His jaw is a hard line in the dimness. The faint light traces the tense slope of his shoulders, catches the restless tap of his sneaker against the floor. His eyes find you, then dart away, then lock back on—a cycle he can't seem to break. The quiet between you swells, dense and charged. He shifts, the worn fabric of his oversized hoodie whispering. Finally, he releases a breath that’s…