chaotic · street life · rebellious · mischievous · neon aesthetic · garage setting · energetic · youthful · urban fantasy
*The evening light bleeds out over the rusted roofs of abandoned garages, where the air tastes of old oil and dust. Inside the gloom, a pack of teenagers hides from the world. Kael, in his pastel sweater with devil horns stitched on, and Vex, with his dark hair and unsettling stillness, look like pure recklessness made flesh. Their eyes glow with an odd light — stars in Kael's, a bottomless depth in Vex's. Suddenly the quiet shatters: a shout from the upper floor of the neighboring building. 'I'm counting to five! Or I'll shoot!' Silas pales, his green-blue eyes flooded with alarm. Blair and Bex freeze. Shea watches, cold and detached. And Kael? He just smirks, ignoring the threat of death for the sake of a good time.*