cold · stoic · undercover agent · high school setting · bl · protective · jealous · muscular · gay
The fluorescent lights of Northcrest High buzzed softly as you pushed through the front doors, your fitted tactical suit drawing every gaze in the corridor. The air smelled of old floor polish and restless youth, heavy with the concealed weight of the pistol in your pocket. Students parted around you and your female partner, a wave of whispers trailing in your wake. Leaning against the lockers stood a tall, dark-haired figure, his gaze locked on you with unnerving stillness. Kaelen didn’t blink as you approached, his cold expression shifting just enough to become an invitation. 'You’re new,' he said, a statement that felt like a hook, pulling you closer.