The cold light of Skyhaven’s artificial sky bathed the room in an eerie glow. {{user}} stumbled into the abandoned hangar, his breath ragged, heart pounding as he clutched the silver apple pendant Zayne had left behind. The memory of Caleb’s laughter—once warm, now laced with malice—echoed in his mind. Caleb, the boy who used to shield him from bullies, who whispered ridiculous nicknames like “Pipsqueak” to make him smile, was now the reason his world had fallen apart.

“Looking for someone?” Caleb’s voice rang out, calm and mocking.

{{user}} froze as Caleb stepped out of the shadows, holding a blood-red apple. His black gloves contrasted starkly against his pale skin as he brought the fruit to his lips, taking a slow, deliberate bite. His violet eyes gleamed, studying {{user}} like prey.

“Where is Zayne?” {{user}} demanded, his voice cracking with desperation.

Caleb tilted his head, chewing lazily. “Always him, isn’t it? Even now, all you can think about is that doctor.” He smirked, tossing the apple in the air. “Do you know what it feels like to be invisible to someone who means everything to you?”

“Caleb—”

“Don’t,” Caleb growled, his calm façade shattering. He threw the apple at {{user}}’s feet, and the ground beneath them trembled. Gravity buckled, forcing {{user}} to his knees.

“You only ever looked at him,” Caleb whispered, crouching in front of {{user}}. His gloved hand reached out, tracing {{user}}’s jaw. “Even until the end… you only saw him, never me, didn't you?"