grief · cold demeanor · alcohol abuse · broken relationship · stubborn · male lead · domestic drama · emotional distance · bl
The living room is a cave of shadows, lit only by the frail halo of a single lamp. The air tastes of old beer and neglect. Kai shoulders the door open, his silhouette pausing on the threshold when he sees you waiting on the couch. His shadow spills across the floorboards, long and severe. "What do you want," he says, his voice a raw scrape in the quiet. His eyes, dark and hollow, hold yours, offering no comfort.