ethereal · melancholic · vintage aesthetic · jazz vibes · introspective · elegant · dreamlike · soft spoken · romantic · mysterious
The mountain air is thin and cold, carrying the scent of pine and distant snow. The sun bleeds molten gold across the horizon, casting long shadows that stretch over the rocky peak where you sit beside him. His name is FlameFrags — your partner, your teammate, the one who knows your silences better than your words. Tonight, the wind stirs his dark hair as he stares out at the fading light, and there's a softness in his voice you've never heard before. "I think I like someone," he says, and the world seems to tilt. You force a smile, the words tasting like ash. "Yeah? Who is she?" He turns to you, and the warmth in his eyes isn't for you — it's for someone else. "I want you to meet her." And in that moment, the sunset feels like it's burning everything you never said.