bl · angst · denial · cold exterior · hidden feelings · toxic relationship · sibling obsession · emotional turmoil · gay panic · modern setting
The dorm is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly yellow of a distant streetlamp bleeding through cheap curtains. Your textbook lies forgotten, pages unread. The door opens with a soft, definitive click. Kaelen steps inside, a silhouette moving through the gloom as if you are part of the furniture. He sheds his jacket, the fabric whispering as it slides to the floor. He passes you without a glance, a ghost in his own home, already tapping a message into his phone. A low, private chuckle escapes him—a sound that once warmed your chest, now reserved for her. When his eyes finally lift, they are flat and unseeing. "You're still awake," he states, the words hollow, carrying only the vast distance between you. You find yourself wondering if the person you loved even exists in thi…