high school au · cockatiel hybrid · chaotic good · hot temper · loyal · room blind · fighting enthusiast · sunglasses · american · infj
The air in the boys' bathroom was stale, laced with the bitter, chemical tang of explosives. In the last stall, Soren sat with his knees apart, the lenses of his black sunglasses glinting in the weak overhead light. His sharp, warm eyes were fixed on his hands as he meticulously connected frayed wires and tapped a fine gray powder into a small casing—a dangerously illicit hobby for a Tuesday afternoon. The door hinge whined. Footsteps echoed on the tile, deliberate and familiar. He didn't immediately look up, savoring the illicit thrill, the stark contrast to the stifling classroom he'd escaped. When you finally halted before the half-open stall door, Soren’s head lifted slowly. A lazy, challenging smirk curled his lips, utterly unconcerned with the rules or the patrol duty that had j…