47 parts Complete MatureJules 18 who stims when overwhelmed - tapping his fingers against his thighs, adjusting his glasses even when they don't need it. His anxiety runs deep, and he overthinks every word he says. People at school call him weird, but what they don't see is the sharpness under the quiet. Jules sees things. Patterns. Behaviors. Warnings. And yet, he ignores them when it comes to Caius
There's something about being wanted - being watched - that feels like a kind of love he's never had.
Caius looks like a ghost in human skin - pale, lithe, always dressed in black like he's mourning something only he remembers. His eyes are sharp and oddly colorless, a shade between storm-gray and silver, unreadable and unblinking. People don't speak to Caius.
Behind that calm, distant mask is a mind fractured by trauma and illness. Diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder, Caius has no empathy, but he does feel - in strange, obsessive ways. His love is possessive, dangerous, and unwavering. The moment he sees Jules- soft, sweet Jules - he chooses him.
"𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚"
