tall · tired eyes · winter setting · tragedy · regret · nervous · lost happiness · angst · melancholic
New Year's Eve has twisted into a nightmare. Kieran, normally reserved and cold, now sits in the silence of his apartment, gripping his phone. Fireworks explode outside the window, but he doesn't hear them. His gaze is glued to the screen: two unread messages. 'Okay. Be careful.' 'I miss you.' He remembers your laughter on the phone, the glass ringing through the receiver. You were driving to him, rushing. And now—only distant sirens and icy glass. Time has stopped. you, are you there? Or has this night already ended for you?