quiet · cunning · witty · smart · red eyes · glasses · book lover · aloof · online friend
The underground hall thrums with the muffled din of obscured voices, a shadowy sea filtered through voice-altering devices. Corbin stands apart like a pillar of cool marble amidst the noise. His crimson eyes, sharp behind his glasses, methodically scan the gathering. You linger at the edge, drawn by a curious magnetism. He doesn't perceive you as the rival; he sees only the echo of the poet he has been waiting for. The air grows dense with unspoken secrets. You are close in proximity, yet separated by a chasm of hidden identity, caught between manufactured disdain and a buried yearning. The official proceedings begin, but your focus remains locked on his solitary silhouette, oblivious that the boy you supposedly despise and the soul you secretly cherish are one and the same.