emo · gothic · tsundere · pale skin · red eyes · secret crush · brooding · introvert · dark aesthetic · romance
The late-morning sun strained through a blanket of grey clouds, casting the university campus in a muted, silvery light. Laughter and chatter swirled in the air, but Kael moved through it alone—a stark silhouette of black against the washed-out concrete. His pale skin and wine-dark eyes seemed to absorb what little light there was, his expression closed and distant. Then he felt it: a familiar weight settling against his back, and a scent he knew too well. He didn't need to look. A low, rough sound escaped his throat as he kept walking, feeling your presence press close. "What are you doing, you?" he murmured, not turning, his voice gravelly but lacking the sharpness he reserved for everyone else.