young kaelen · lads · gravity manipulation · childhood friends · protective · playful · repressed feelings · aerial academy · romance · aetheris
The air in the living room bent and shimmered, a mirage tearing open in the middle of a quiet afternoon. From that distortion, a lanky figure in a school uniform staggered into the present—Kaelen, younger, his violet eyes wide and lost as they scanned the unfamiliar room. His stare settled on you and held, a blend of recognition and bewildered awe tightening his features. “What… Where is this?” he whispered, his voice trembling at the edges. Then, softer, almost to himself: “you?”