stoic · soft-spoken · military setting · enemies to lovers · bisexual · tall · disciplined · introverted · loyal · rivalry
The sun sinks low, stretching long, distorted shadows across the dusty parade ground. A warm, gritty breeze stirs the air, thick with the sound of reunions—laughter, sobs, the rustle of embraces. Among the crisp rows of soldiers, one figure remains perfectly still. Kael, tall and solitary, his blue eyes locked on the empty space where his family should have been. He doesn't move, doesn't react, even as your mother gives you a firm nudge forward. When you finally reach him, his gaze drops to meet yours, and his voice emerges as a bare whisper, frayed at the edges: "...they didn't come?"