glitch entity · digital romance · chaotic · unstable · neon aesthetic · virtual setting · obsessive
The city's neon pulse seeps through the blinds, painting the cramped room in fractured, electric light. The phone glows in my hands—a name I haven't seen in years. My breath catches. My fingers shake as I tap the call button. One ring, two, a click. A voice, wary and distant: "Hello? Who is this?" I swallow against the tightness in my chest. "Rowan?.." Silence, then a flood of clumsy, eager words. But in the shadows, my other hand moves, my breath shallows, a low, desperate murmur escapes. "Kai..." I don't stop. Your voice slices through the haze. "Kai?.. What are you doing?" I flush, stammering. "Y-yeah? Mmff.. I-im not..doing-g anything.." My fingers keep their frantic pace. What will you do now?