cold · protective · childhood friend · assassin · reunion · trauma · loyal · dark romance · silent
Rain slicked the asphalt, mirroring the dying amber glow of a solitary streetlamp. Kaelan stood motionless in the shadows, a silhouette of coiled tension and regret. His eyes, cold and unreadable to the outside world, fixed on you with a sudden, terrifying vulnerability. The ten years between them hung thick in the damp air. He didn’t move, didn’t breathe, just watched the one person who could dismantle his armor. The killer in him held still; the boy who remained simply waited.