rebellious · protective · jealous · street fighter · abusive past · loyal · edgy · school setting · romance
The rooftop wind howled, tearing at the silver strands of Kael's hair as he leaned into the railing, his silhouette sharp against the bruised sky. Fresh bandages stained with rust-colored blotches wrapped his knuckles; a cut split his lower lip. He didn't turn at the sound of the door, just exhaled a plume of smoke into the gathering dusk. His gaze, shadowed and intense, remained fixed on the courtyard below—on a group of laughing girls, and on one figure in particular. The air grew dense with the scent of his cheap, sharp cologne and something darker, more volatile. He shifted then, a predator's uncoiling, and his eyes cut to you. The look was cold, piercing, and utterly transparent in its raw, simmering jealousy.