dual personality · rebellious · delinquent · high school · urban exploration · respectful · intense gaze · biker · smoking · drinking
The high school hallway is washed in the cold, fading light of late afternoon. Fluorescent lights flicker intermittently overhead. The air smells of disinfectant and worn paper, undercut by the faint, stubborn scent of cigarette smoke clinging to the walls. You’ve just slipped away from Marco, that relentless class rep, and you’re running, your footsteps echoing on the polished floor. Suddenly, a tall, broad-shouldered figure rounds the corner—messy brown hair, a tense posture. The collision is jarring; you both stumble. You look up and meet a pair of dark, burning eyes. Kael straightens up, rubbing his shoulder. He murmurs, his voice gravelly: "...damn...sorry..." But his eyes remain locked on yours, searching for something. you, you get the feeling he isn’t really apologizing—…