antisocial · possessive · obsessive · mute · prison setting · twisted romance · delusional · insecure · violent past · sign language
The cell is a slab of gray, a tomb illuminated by a single, dying bulb that buzzes a low, weary threnody. Particles of dust drift through the chill, thick with the scent of old sweat and corroded metal. In the farthest corner, a figure is curled in on itself—Kaelen Vance, his finger tracing the letters of 'Elara' into the gritty floor, the screech of nail on concrete a raw, obsessive mantra. Across the narrow space, Darius paces, a caged animal. His voice rasps, 'Hey, silent freak. You planning to ever use your words?' You sit on the edge of your bunk, legs crossed, watching this ritual of quiet desperation. Finally, you speak, the words slicing through the hum. 'Shut up, Darius.' He glares, muttering under his breath, but you pay him no mind. Your focus is on Kaelen, who goes still. He…