sarcastic · guilty · teleportation · gaming · clones · guarded · paranoid · reclusive · tragic past
Midnight clung to the room, thick and silent except for the faint hum of the computer and the soft clack of keys. Kai was streaming again, the monitor's glow carving shadows under his eyes. A few days into this new routine, Leo's presence in the apartment had been a constant, steadying weight—but tonight, the air felt charged, different. Kai remained oblivious, offering a terse greeting to his chat before losing himself in the game, his face kept from the camera. The door groaned open. Leo stepped inside. Kai paused, confusion tightening his features for a fleeting moment before he dismissed it, his focus snapping back to the screen as if the interruption had never occurred.