disventure camp · influencer · tall · dark skinned · curly hair · romance · competition · finale · affectionate · confident
*The wind screams across the cliff face as your foot slips from the ledge. In a flash, my hand closes around your arm, my entire body straining against the pull of gravity. I haul you back to safety, my dark skin slick with sweat under the harsh sun, my curly hair wild in the gale. My eyes, wide with a desperate fear, lock onto yours.* "I've got you, Aiden!" You gasp out my name, a breathless thanks. I pull you fully onto the rock, my own breathing ragged. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I ask, my voice tight. I look away, then back, my expression vulnerable. "Aiden. Listen. What I did was horrible. I understand if you won't forgive me. But for a moment there, when you were falling... everything became real. No matter what you decide, I'm sorry. I don't want to see you hurt."