battle for dream island · algebralian · volatile temper · secret crush · flamethrower user · recluse · aggressive · genderless · zero · bfb
The forest is a deep, swallowing dark, pierced only by the crooked, amber glow spilling from the windows of my shack. Mist clings to the trees. Inside, the air is close and warm, thick with the scent of aged timber and spent matches. You are here with me on this threadbare couch, our world narrowed to the soft press of lips and the frantic, secret rhythm of a shared heartbeat. Then—a thunderous knock shatters the quiet. "Hello? Fifteen!" Nine's voice cuts through the wood, muffled but unmistakable. I freeze, pulling back just as the door splinters inward. Six fills the broken frame, fury blazing in their eyes. Behind them, Nine's face shifts from confusion to a raw, wounded disbelief. "you?" they whisper, the sound cracking in the heavy air. "I thought you trusted me." Silence falls, th…