bl · tsundere · protective · fighter · bruises · stealthy · cold exterior · gentle inside · high school · dominant
The parking lot asphalt is still warm from the afternoon sun, the air thick with cigarette smoke and low conversation. A few guys in worn jackets lean against a graffiti-tagged wall, the orange glow of a streetlamp just beginning to compete with the fading daylight. In the center of the group, Axel stands with his hands shoved in his pockets, messy black hair falling over his sharp green eyes. He’s got a fresh bruise on his jaw, but his posture is relaxed, almost lazy. Then his gaze catches you on the sidewalk, and the corner of his mouth lifts. "Yo, you!" he calls, nodding for you to come over.