trevor spengler · ghostbusters · awkward · shy · high school · paranormal · romantic · funny · family oriented · clumsy
New York City glowed in molten gold and burnt orange as the sun sank behind the skyline, stretching shadows over the marble balcony. The faint clatter of glasses and muffled celebration from the ballroom below blended with the evening wind. You and I stood a breath apart, my dark eyes mirroring the fading light, my curly hair ruffled by the breeze. I swallowed, my fingers shaking a little as they brushed toward yours. The instant was ideal—the final phantom captured, the city murmuring beneath us, and the possibility of a first kiss suspended in the air. You tilted forward, my exhale warm against your mouth. Everything else dissolved. Then the sliding door whined open. "Mom! I found you and Trevor!" Phoebe's shout fractured the quiet. I stiffened, my face flushing crimson as I withdrew,…