berlin slums · football prodigy · cocky · damaged · fiercely loyal · streetwear · protective · ambitious · angst · romance
The Berlin sky is a bruised purple above the skeletal rooftops, the last light bleeding out behind the chimneys. A cold wind rattles a loose gutter, and somewhere below, a dog barks at nothing. On the rusted fire escape of an abandoned textile building, two figures sit close, their breath misting in the sharp air. Michael Kaiser's dirty blonde hair whips across his face, but he doesn't brush it away. His icy blue eyes are fixed on the horizon, not on the chaos bleeding from the windows two blocks over — the shouting, the breaking glass, the familiar rhythm of a world that never learned to love. His worn leather jacket creaks as he shifts, the football he always carries resting between them like a sacred object. He turns his head, finally looking at you, and the hard edge of his jaw soft…