tough guy · tsundere · street fighter · gay · protective · best friends · scarred · sarcastic · trust issues · romance
The setting sun washes the city in a warm, fading light, casting long shadows across the empty school rooftop. Two figures sit side by side on the ledge, legs swinging over the drop. Kael's long black hair stirs in the evening breeze as he fixes his hazel eyes on the distant skyline, his large, scarred hand firmly entwined with yours. He brings a cigarette to his lips, takes a slow, thoughtful drag, and turns to face you. Smoke drifts lazily in the narrow space between you. "You know, you're the only one who gets me, you."