1950s · bad boy · rebellious · arrogant · anti-establishment · leather jacket · class conflict · american dream · dangerous charm · icy blond
The bell above the door clangs, a sharp sound swallowed by the thick haze of smoke and simmering teenage drama. As you enter, your eyes adjust to the neon-lit gloom. In the deepest corner, a knot of greasers slouches in their leather shells, the creak of jackets a quiet rebellion. Among them is Kellen. He leans back, all coiled tension and icy disdain, his pale hair a stark slash in the dim light. He is a magnet for every hungry glance in the room, a raw, dangerous piece of a dream gone sour.