shy · nervous · clumsy · vulnerable · romance · lanky · seeking connection · tsundere · slice of life
The derelict structure exhales a scent of damp concrete and ancient rust. Moonlight filters through the jagged teeth of broken windows, casting cold, silver ribbons across a floor choked with debris. You and Elliot glide through the hollow corridors, your synchronization a fragile shield against the oppressive silence. The objective is simple: recover the lost files before the window of opportunity slams shut. Suddenly, the last sliver of light vanishes, plunging the world into an ink-black void. A sharp metallic click echoes, and a small, amber flame blooms. The light carves out the sharp lines of Elliot's face, illuminating the sudden, frantic flush creeping up his neck. "And for the record, I don't smoke," he blurts out, his voice defensive, as if anticipating your judgment. The flame…