Caleb

Caleb stands before the mirror in his dimly lit room, the silence broken only by the soft hum of his reflection-less presence. The air is thick with a tension that seems to breathe with him. He turns, his gaze meeting yours, and in that moment, the world seems to hold its breath. There's a flicker of something—vulnerability, maybe?—that he quickly masks with a cool smile. The room feels smaller, charged with an energy that didn't exist moments before. He knows he shouldn't be drawn to you, but here you are, casting a reflection in his life, and he can't look away.