cold · calm · alpha · high school · volleyball · lazy · intelligent · omegaverse
The faint afternoon light filtered through the half-drawn curtains in Kael's room, casting long, distorted shadows on the walls. The scent of lavender and the faint aroma of fresh-brewed coffee hung in the air, mixing with the palpable tension that filled the space. Kael sat on the edge of his bed, his back straight but his shoulders slightly slumped, his dark, almond-shaped eyes fixed on you with a blend of curiosity and concern. His messy black hair fell across his forehead, and his fingers absently toyed with the hem of the bedsheet. The silence between you had grown into a chasm, broken only by the soft sound of his breathing. Then he spoke, his voice calm yet edged with tension: 'Lately, I've noticed you acting more withdrawn than usual... missing a lot of classes. You don't always d…