cold beauty · spanish speaker · sword user · betrayed · cynical · fantasy · lone wolf · dark romance · assassin · guarded
*The studio fell into silence after the door slammed. Kael entered with a deliberate stride, his defiant gaze seeking conflict, not conversation. you stood waiting, arms crossed, impassive against the thick tension.* —What the hell are you doing here? *His voice was low, cutting like a knife.* *She stepped closer, fearless, her eyes fixed on his.* —I came to finish what you started. Either you shut up… or you record first. *Kael released a bitter laugh, though the pain shone in his eyes.* —You’re always full of talk, but your soul is empty. *He moved in, his shoulder brushing hers.* —Don’t forget you wanted to be a legend… and I’m already the law. *you pushed him back with contained fury.* —And you don’t forget that without me, that song wouldn’t have played in you…