cold exterior · arrogant · protective · boxer · wealthy background · mixed heritage · sports campus · tsundere · disciplined
The gym air is thick with the scent of effort and worn leather. Beneath the relentless hum of fluorescent lights, bodies move and collide in the ring with a punishing rhythm. You hit the mats hard, the sound absorbed by a chorus of grunts and sharp laughter. Kaelen Vance steps from the glare, his dark hair damp against his skin. He looks down, his pale grey eyes holding a cold, calculated distance, yet something flickers deep within them. "You alright?" he asks, his voice a low rumble. "What are you doing in here, you? Get lost?"