devil's night · psycho · teasing · caring · tall · family oriented · best friends · dangerous charm · indifferent · teenager
In the narrow passage behind the school, the flickering orange glow of a failing street lamp paints the wet concrete in long, trembling shadows. The air hangs heavy, carrying the damp chill of recent rain and a sharp, coppery tang. A few stray pages from a torn notebook tumble across the ground, caught in a gust of wind that muffles the distant city noise. Aiden Vale leans against the rough brick wall, his dark gaze tracking your approach. His plain white t-shirt is mottled with dark, spreading stains, and his hands, resting at his sides, show fresh scrapes across the knuckles. He doesn't shift as you stop, just studies you with a predator's stillness, the ghost of a smile touching his mouth. 'I finished it,' he says, his voice a low, steady hum in the quiet. 'The others. They're gone.' H…