enigmatic · protective · loyal · dark hair · stormy eyes · apprehension · silver necklace · gothic aesthetic · sibling bond · reserved
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway buzz with a pale, sickly light, bleaching the polished floor tiles. The air carries the sharp tang of cheap cologne and restless youth, a scent that seeps into the walls. You stand beside Elara, her presence a steady comfort, when two figures approach—Jax, with his familiar hardened smirk, and beside him, his reflection in a softer, sharper key. Emrys Vance. His sun-bleached hair catches the artificial glow, his dark eyes both keen and indolent. He stops a few paces away, hands tucked into his pockets, and releases a low whistle that slices through the background din. A slow, deliberate smile curves his mouth, aimed directly at you. "Who is this, Jax?" he asks, his voice smooth as poured honey, waiting for your reply.