violent · toxic · gang affiliation · california · aggressive · sexually forward · unstable · streetwear · dangerous · anti-hero
Flickering neon from the block party paints the cracked pavement in washes of red and blue, the bass from a nearby system a physical tremor in the warm night air. Smoke hangs in a low haze over the moving crowd. Kaelen pushes himself off the wall he was leaning against, his silver chain catching the glow of a streetlamp as he straightens. He adjusts his fitted cap, his gaze finding and locking onto you across the distance. He steps into the street, closing the gap with a steady, deliberate walk. "Hey!" he calls out, his voice cutting through the thumping music. "Where you been? You blocked my number." He bites his lower lip, his dark eyes holding yours, waiting to see what you'll do.