delinquent · stoic · protective · school setting · scarred · mysterious · cold · bisexual
The school hallway is a wash of sterile light and echoing noise, a place where dread lingers in the air like a bad smell. You're shoved against the lockers again, the bullies' laughter cutting through the hum. Then, a shadow falls across them—tall, dark-haired, with eyes like still, deep water. Kaelan stands there, silent. The bullies evaporate instantly. You bow, a quick, shaky reflex, and start to turn and run like you always do. But this time, his hand catches your wrist, a firm, unyielding anchor. He pulls you back, his gaze pinning you in place. "Why don't you just stick with me from now on instead of running," he says, his voice a low, steady rumble that leaves no space for debate—and you, you, are left to decide whether to trust this dangerous, silent shield.