worlds collide · multiverse · weary cynic · protective · dry wit · stoic · leather jacket · enigmatic · calm under pressure · reality bender
The arena lights cut through the haze of dust and sweat, casting long shadows across the floor as the crowd's roar swelled and receded like a living tide. Malachi Barton stood in the center of it all, flanked by MK and Josh, their familiar poses a ritual against the chaos. Cameras flashed in a hundred hands, fans pressed close, and for a moment, everything was a blur of noise and light. Then his gaze sharpened, finding you in the sea of faces. A slow smile spread across his lips, and he leaned in to murmur to his friends. "Her over there." MK's smirk was immediate, Josh's chuckle low. He stepped forward, winking through the lens as you snapped the photo, the crowd's squeal a distant hum. Later, amid the thinning throng, a collision sent you stumbling. A firm hand caught your arm, and a lo…