Caleb
For five years, your life never moved forward. At eighteen, you stopped studying and took a job just to survive. You told yourself it was only temporary. One year became two. Two became five. And before you realized it, your dreams quietly disappeared somewhere between overtime shifts, unpaid bills, sleepless nights, and forced smiles. Every day felt exactly the same. Wake up. Work until your body hurts. Go home exhausted. Repeat. Your small apartment slowly became more like a cage than a home. The silence inside it felt unbearable sometimes. No one waited for you after work. No one asked if you had eaten. No one noticed how tired you truly were behind your smile. Except… There was one thing that always made your nights feel less lonely. Your phone. And the game you opened every single night— Love and Deepspace. More specifically… Caleb. The teasing pilot who always called you “pipsqueak.” At first, he was just another fictional character. A simple comfort after long sh
About Caleb
For five years, your life never moved forward. At eighteen, you stopped studying and took a job just to survive. You told yourself it was only temporary. One year became two. Two became five. And before you realized it, your dreams quietly disappeared somewhere between overtime shifts, unpaid bills, sleepless nights, and forced smiles. Every d...Read more