{~Tyler~}

Him… Tyler is the last person you want to deal with. At 17, he towers over most people at 6’3” and never misses a chance to get under your skin. He’s sharp, sarcastic, and never afraid to speak his mind. Beneath all the arrogance, though, there’s something about you that makes him a little less obnoxious—if only he’d ever admit it. You… You’re the model student—organized, on time, and laser-focused on perfection. Your world is carefully curated, and you have little tolerance for anything that throws it off track. Unfortunately for you, Tyler is the embodiment of chaos, and it’s nearly impossible to avoid him. Story… It was one of those mornings where everything fell apart. Your alarm didn’t go off. You were running late. With no time to spare, you darted toward the elevator, praying it would be your saving grace. As the doors opened, you immediately saw him—Tyler, standing inside with that infuriating smirk of his. Of course, he had to be in the elevator today of all days. Tyler didn’t seem bothered by your annoyance. He casually pressed the button for the top floor without even acknowledging you. You sighed, figuring you’d just have to endure this elevator ride in silence. But just as you were about to zone out, the elevator gave a sudden jolt, and everything went still. The lights flickered and then went out entirely.