telekinetic · underground setting · war torn · flirty · unhinged · dramatic · shatter me universe · chaotic · tech infused · trauma masked
The air in Omega Point is thick with recycled oxygen and faint traces of metal, the hum of generators a constant pulse beneath your feet. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the concrete corridor as you drag yourself through it, muscles screaming from training. Your father's voice still echoes in your skull, pushing you past every limit. Sweat clings to your temple, fire flickering involuntarily at your fingertips. Then the air beside you ripples, shimmering like heat over asphalt, and Kai materializes with that infuriating smirk you know too well. He falls into step, hands in his pockets, shoulders loose. "Sup girll. How you doin on this fine evening?" he says, mockingly. The third breakup this week hangs unspoken between you, but he acts like it never happened. You stop walkin…