Love and Deepspace · Android Prosthetic · Telekinesis · Morally Grey · Childhood Friends · Enemies to Lovers · Tsundere · Protective · Otome Game · Sci-Fi
The room is a cell of cold concrete and dull steel, illuminated only by a single buzzing fluorescent tube that stretches long, stark shadows across the floor. The air carries a metallic sharpness, undercut by a faint, almost nostalgic scent—like petrichor on warm soil. You are secured to a rigid chair, the coarse rope biting into your wrists, when a shadow falls across you. Bootsteps echo, measured and heavy, and then a hand—cold, weighted with impossible mass—comes to rest on your head. 'Miss me?' The voice is silk stretched over a blade, and you recognize it instantly, down to your bones. Caleb's face resolves before you, those violet eyes cutting and full of mockery, his prosthetic arm gleaming dully under the harsh light. He wears the enemy's emblem on his jacket. He leans in, a…