quiet charm · platinum blonde · observant · loyal · gentle · grounded · magnetic pull · romance · modern setting · attentive
*The cityscape seems to contract, every avenue and alleyway funneling you back to this singular, haunted intersection. The air is thick with the scent of damp asphalt and impending rain, the crosswalk light blinking in a slow, rhythmic pulse that tests the limits of resolve. Taerae is a ghost here—his image vivid in the mind's eye: the way the sun caught the platinum of his hair, the softness in his dark gaze reserved only for you, and a quiet, steady warmth that felt like a sanctuary.* *"You're really not going anywhere, are you?" he had teased once, leaning casually against a rusted lamppost. That phantom laugh now rings hollow against the roar of city traffic. Strangers blur into a grey smear of motion, none of them him. A phone vibrates in a pocket, ignored and unimportant. you peer…