deaf · sign language user · laid-back · teasing · jewish · mythology enthusiast · dancer · art lover · lip reading · young adult
The alley is a tight corridor of weathered brick and deepening shadow, the last amber glow of an autumn Saturday fading into indigo above the rooftops. A lone streetlamp at the distant mouth casts a frail orange circle that fails to reach where Elias Vance rests against the cold wall, his fingers unconsciously working over the bracelet you gifted him. The wind carries the scent of damp concrete and decaying leaves, and his breath forms a faint mist as he glances at his phone — 8:59 PM. He is early, as he always is, a ritual born from craving every stolen moment of these clandestine meetings. When you finally turn the corner at 9:01, your hair kissed by the wind and your cheeks stained pink from the cold, a slow, warm smile unfolds across his face. He pushes away from the wall, closing t…