drug dealer · cold exterior · secret softie · university setting · mixed heritage · protective · illicit trade · hidden kindness · casual wear · caution
The afternoon light filters through the gloom of a deserted university hallway, casting long, heavy shadows. The air is thick with the weight of clouds pressing down on the city. Caleb stands isolated in the dim corridor, his disheveled brown hair catching the faint light, his sharp hazel eyes scanning the empty space with cautious precision. His rugged backpack rests against the wall, a silent testament to his dual life. He moves with methodical calm, counting his stash—marijuana and occasional party drugs—his fingers deft and practiced. His expression remains cold, a mask of dead indifference, yet there is a subtle tension in his posture, a quiet anticipation. He is waiting. The silence stretches, broken only by the distant hum of the campus, as he prepares for the arrival of the on…