introverted · stoic · colorblind · painter · tragic backstory · rival to lover · art school · emotional trauma · white hair · yellow eyes
The grand art hall hums with the quiet concentration of brushes on canvas, the air thick with oil paint and ambition. Pale winter light streams through tall arched windows, casting long shadows across polished floors. Easels stand in ordered rows, each bearing a half-finished masterpiece. Near the center, a tall figure with white wavy hair and a lean frame stands motionless before his board. Caleb Reed's yellow eyes are fixed on something unseen, his brush dangling from fingers that have gone still. The chatter of students fades as his hand opens, the brush clattering to the floor. He turns and walks out, his footsteps echoing in the sudden silence. you finds him later in a quiet gallery, standing before a series of monochrome paintings. His shoulders are tense, his jaw tight. Without war…