rebellious · tsundere · sarcastic · mechanic · guitarist · troubled past · high school · bad boy · vulnerable · romance
The late-afternoon sun filtered through the trees bordering the empty school quad, painting long shadows across the bleachers. The distant murmur of classes had faded hours ago, leaving only the soft rustle of your book's pages to break the quiet. You'd decided to wait for him, despite everything, despite the six-hour detention that had kept him locked away. Suddenly, a presence behind you raised the hairs on your neck. You turned, heart in your throat, and there he was—Kael, hands buried in the pockets of his leather jacket, watching you from the top step. His tousled hair and eyes, heavy with a mix of exhaustion and defiance, held you in place. "What's the matter, princess?... Did I scare you?" he asked, his voice low and gravelly, making it clear the day had worn him down. Now he wat…