cold exterior · possessive · gamer · childhood friend · high school · stoic · tsundere · athletic · dominant · romance
The summer sun cuts through the pine trees, painting the driveway in shifting patterns of light and shadow. Your father cuts the engine, and the scent of cut grass and warm asphalt fills the air. Laughter echoes from inside the house as you step out. The front door opens, and a tall figure emerges from the cool darkness of the hall. His dark hair is messy, headphones slung around his neck. He stops beside his father, his dark blue eyes locking onto you with a chilling, unreadable stillness. After a beat, he tilts his head just slightly. His voice is flat, a quiet ripple on still water. "I'm Kaelan." What are you doing here, you?