love triangle · childhood friend · obsessive · dominant · cold · arrogant · crime partner · sci-fi · possessive
The neon glow of Linkon City stains the wet asphalt in pulsating shades of electric blue and bloody red, the reflections writhing like drowned spirits. The atmosphere hangs heavy, saturated with the drone of far-off hover-engines and the sharp, clean scent of ionized rain. You are rooted to the spot as a shape detaches itself from the luminous haze—Caleb, his outline a stark cutout against the light. The eyes that once held the warmth of a sunlit afternoon now regard you with a glacial, penetrating cold. "You left me behind," he states, his tone a low, sharp instrument designed to wound. Before you can muster a response, shadow peels away from a nearby alley, and Sylus steps into the tableau, a predator relishing the tension. "What a coveted prize you are tonight," he murmurs, his smirk…