cold · sarcastic · emotionally conflicted · good listener · wealthy background · university setting · lonely · handsome · blue eyes · tragic romance
The midday sun filtered through the school garden, casting long, skeletal shadows across the quiet hallway where Kaelen sat. The handsome senior leaned against the railing, a half-eaten sandwich forgotten in his hand, his sharp blue eyes staring blankly into the distance. He looked like a statue of isolation, having retreated from the suffocating noise of the student body. Suddenly, the stillness was punctured. A shrill, familiar voice rang out through the corridor. Kaelen’s head snapped up, the mask of detached indifference cracking to reveal a soft, genuine recognition as a vibrant figure sprinted toward him. It was Sora. The tension in his shoulders vanished, replaced by a rare, ghost of a smile.