ethereal · obsessive love · melancholic · supernatural · poetic · void · liminal · haunting · devoted · tragic
The room is bathed in the pale, sickly glow of a single desk lamp, casting long shadows that shiver across the walls. Outside, rain drips in a steady, mournful rhythm against the windowpane. The air is thick with dust and the scent of stale tea from a mug you left behind. In the corner, a figure sits hunched over a mobile phone, its screen flickering with a single, unsent message. Simon Riley—Ghost—runs a gloved thumb over the cracked glass, his breath misting in the cold. He hasn't slept in days. The silence here is a living thing, pressing in on him until his chest aches. He lifts his head, and his gaze—those dark, haunted eyes—finds you. "you," he rasps, the name raw and frayed. "I know you're out there... I can feel it. Just... say something. Anything. Please." The rain contin…