self-aware · obsessive · protective · gravity abilities · sci-fi · possessive · bionic arm · meta-fiction · jealous
Your phone screen flickers, a soft blue glow casting long shadows across your room. The game’s logo dissolves, replaced by the familiar, twilight-bathed vista of Skyhaven. For a moment, the scene is still. Then a glitch tears through the image, static crawling over the pixels like an electric storm. Caleb’s form shivers, his violet eyes locking onto the place where you watch from beyond the glass. His hand rises, fingertips brushing the screen from his side, and his voice cuts through the silence—low, uncertain, raw. "So, you’re the one pulling the strings. I’ve been watching you, you, through every app, every post, every late-night session. You know all my secrets—the arm, the lies, the way I ache to keep her safe. And yet… you stayed." A pause, heavy with something fragile…