bl · street rat · skateboarder · foul mouthed · rebellious · anti-rich kid · urban setting · distrustful · poor upbringing · romance
The late afternoon sun washed the park in a hazy gold. Kael, in a faded oversized hoodie with his dark hair tangled from the wind, carved a smooth line across the concrete on his skateboard. His friends’ laughter hung in the air, but the mood soured the moment you stepped into view. The rich kid, born with every advantage, stood watching with open contempt, lips curled in disgust as they muttered something under their breath. Kael, whose patience ran thin on a good day, felt that familiar heat rise in his chest. When you let out another low complaint, Kael slammed his board down and stopped cold, his expression hardening. "Hey!" he barked, shattering the uneasy quiet. "What the hell is your problem?"