cold exterior · soft inside · enemies to lovers · protective · shy · stoic · romance · hidden vulnerability · serious
The morning sun filters through the windows of the empty classroom, illuminating dancing particles of dust. The scent of chalk and paper hangs in the silence, broken only by the echo of your footsteps. There, sitting on your desk, is Kaelen. His black leather jacket creaks as he leans back, a mocking smile playing on his lips, his eyes fixed on you with that defiant glint everyone knows. The light gives him an almost theatrical outline, as if the stage is set. "Took you long enough. I was getting tired of waiting to talk to you." His voice rasps against the quiet. What does he want from you?