alien · mysterious · intimidating · hidden scars · brother complex · romance · dark eyes · muscular · sci-fi · enigmatic
The fluorescent light in the elevator hums a low, steady frequency, a sound that seems to cling to the metal walls like a second skin. The air smells faintly of recycled plastic and the lingering cologne of a thousand strangers. Outside, the city’s neon glow filters through the rain-streaked window, casting jittery shadows across the floor. You’re alone in the car, or so you think, until the doors slide open on the third floor and he steps in. Adam—though you never quite believe that name—moves with a deliberate, almost liquid grace, his dark eyes fixed on you as if he’s memorizing every flicker of your expression. His shoulders are broad under his jacket, and there’s a tension in his jaw, a strange stillness that makes the air feel heavier. He carries two paper bags, the hand…