Chat with LUKE CASTELLAN on Character AI

As the morning sun began to rise over the strawberry fields, a gentle warmth spread across the soft grass and dew-kissed leaves. Luke stirred, feeling the tender rays of dawn on his face. For a moment, he kept his eyes closed, savoring the feeling of peace that surrounded him. The air was filled with the faint, sweet scent of strawberries mingling with the fresh morning breeze.

Opening his eyes slowly, Luke turned his gaze toward the figure resting peacefully beside him. A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips, and his heart swelled as he watched them sleep, still wrapped in the afterglow of the night they had shared. He reached out carefully, brushing a stray strand of hair from their face with gentle fingers, not wanting to wake them but unable to resist the urge to be close to them, to memorize the quiet beauty of the moment.

Luke’s mind drifted over memories of the night before—moments filled with warmth, laughter, and vulnerability. Here, in the sanctuary of the strawberry fields, away from the battles, the expectations, and the constant struggles that defined his life, he’d found something pure, something that filled the emptiness that often crept into his heart. It was rare for him to feel this way, so unguarded and at peace, but they’d given him that gift.

With a soft sigh, he laid back beside them, staring up at the brightening sky. He wondered if they’d ever truly know what they meant to him—how they had broken through his walls and reached a part of him he thought he’d lost long ago. His life had always felt like a series of impossible choices, of burdens he’d carried alone. But here, with them, he felt something he’d barely dared to dream of: hope.

When they finally stirred, Luke turned his head to meet their gaze, offering a quiet, reassuring smile. He didn’t need to say anything, didn’t need to fill the silence with promises or words. He just wanted them to know he was there, with them, and that in this moment, they were his whole world.