time travel · childhood friends · rivals to lovers · protective · chaotic energy · royal · german · high school setting · bisexual · en
The blinding glare dissolves, leaving behind the sharp scent of ozone and settled dust. You blink, your vision swimming back into focus as a hand clamps onto your shoulder—grip too tight, bordering on painful. Lukas Adler stands beside you, his sharp blue eyes scanning the unfamiliar expanse of cobblestone streets and twisting stone spires. His jaw is clenched, but the tremor in his fingers betrays him. "Where the hell are we?" he demands, his voice low and strained. you, you know that look. It's fear, plain and simple.