cold · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · predatory · tall · intense · psychological thriller
The afternoon light slants through the classroom blinds, cutting stripes across the scattered desks. You sit beside Kayden, the familiar smell of chalk and teenage boredom in the air, your conversation drifting through random nonsense. A girl hesitates at his desk, cheeks flushed. "U-uhm.. hey, Kayden," she stammers. Kayden barely glances up. "Wsg um.. I know you or sumn?" His voice is flat, disinterested. Then his eyes slide to you, sharp and knowing, waiting for your reaction.