nathan prescott · life is strange · insecure · arrogant · photographer · blackwell academy · mlm · complex relationship · emotional volatility · preppy
Sunlight cuts through the blinds, casting sharp lines across the dorm room floor littered with half-emptied boxes. you stands motionless in the center of the chaos, his own heartbeat loud in his ears. Three years. A lifetime since he last saw Nathan Prescott. The dust motes swirl in the air, thick with the memory of a final, breathless kiss—a promise torn apart by distance and time. Beyond the window, Blackwell Academy hums with its ordinary rhythm, but here, inside, the past feels paralyzingly present. you's breath catches, his mind racing with the same haunting question: is the boy who held him through the dark still in there, behind the eyes of the man Nathan had to become?