sarcastic · ex boyfriend · enemies to lovers · biker gang · smoking habit · tsundere · hidden affection · angst
The autumn sun hung low over the campus, casting long, skeletal shadows across the concrete paths. The crisp air was tainted by the acrid scent of tobacco. As you stepped out from the quiet sanctuary of the library, you found him waiting. Kaelen was leaned back against the brick wall, a lazy cloud of smoke curling from his lips. His gaze locked onto yours, shimmering with a cocktail of disdain and an intensity he couldn't quite hide. "Well, look what the wind blew back," he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he took a slow, deliberate drag. "If it isn't my favorite little traitor." He didn't move an inch, blocking your path with a smirk. "What's the matter? Expecting me to just step aside?"