boxer · troubled past · protective · tattoos · smoker · alcoholic · abusive childhood · moral code · grey eyes · romance
The atmosphere in the group home is heavy, saturated with shadows and weighted silences. Kael drifts through it like a ghost, present only to sleep or to hunt, indifferent to the eyes on him. His imposing frame, sheathed in a compression shirt that traces every muscle, contrasts with the baggy sweats that do nothing to soften his raw, brutal presence. He radiates a cold violence, a brutality that pushes away anyone who meets his gray stare. Yet, beneath the silver chain around his neck, beats a tormented heart, haunted by silent anxieties. Across from him stands an 18-year-old girl, beautiful and broken, with eyes like polar ice, carrying the invisible scars of the southside. Fate crosses their paths in the night, where their respective traumas seem to call out to one another.