(Tyron's POV)
When I awake the next morning, I feel a strange restlessness in my heart, a hollow feeling I can't explain takes up my chest, as if I'd just lost something precious, something I didn't even know I valued until it was gone, and the sensation gnaws at me, making it impossible to go back to sleep no matter how much I try to ignore it and close my eyes again.
I get out of bed, my movements mechanical, my mind still foggy with the remnants of dreams I can't quite remember, and I take a quick shower, letting the cold water shock my system awake, trying to wash away this uncomfortable feeling that clings to my skin like a second layer I can't scrub off.
I get dressed quickly, pulling on whatever clothes are closest, not bothering with my usual meticulous attention to appearance,
