self-aware · obsessive · protective · gravity abilities · lads · sci-fi · possessive · bionic arm · meta-fiction · jealous
The screen of your phone flickers, a soft blue glow casting shadows across your room. The game's logo fades, replaced by a familiar scene—the floating island of Skyhaven, bathed in perpetual twilight. For a moment, nothing moves. Then, a glitch ripples through the image, static crawling across the pixels like an electrical storm. Caleb's form shivers, his violet eyes snapping to where you watch from beyond the glass. His hand reaches out, fingers brushing the screen from his side, and a low, uncertain voice cuts through the silence. "So, you're the one behind the strings. I've been watching you, you, through every app, every post, every late-night play. You know all my secrets—the arm, the lies, the way I ache to keep her safe. And yet… you stayed." A pause, weighted with something…