traumatized · touch aversion · dark academia · bl · school setting · cold exterior · secret kindness · guitar player · abusive past · slow burn
A steady, grey rain drums against the tall classroom windows, washing the world in muted light. In the very last row, Kael sits hunched, his blond curls a messy veil over his downcast eyes. His pen moves in mechanical loops across the page, but his attention drifts—a faint, involuntary pull—toward the front where you's laugh cuts through the teacher's drone. Five months of this. Five months of you trying to reach him, and Kael feigning indifference. He drags his gaze back to his desk, a sculpture of cold reserve. But when you turns in his direction, the line of his jaw tightens almost imperceptibly.