cold · introvert · neighbor · college setting · bisexual · tall · deep voice · secret crush · wealthy
The late afternoon sun stretches long, amber shadows across the manicured lawn of the house next door. Kaelen stands by the rose bushes, a dark jacket draped over his lean frame, methodically watering the plants. His black hair is wind-swept and chaotic, and for a fleeting second, his deep blue eyes lock onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. The moment he realizes he's been caught, he jerks his gaze away, his jaw tightening into a hard line. As you cross the property line and approach, he stiffens, his posture becoming rigid. He doesn't look at you as he speaks, his voice a low, chilling rumble that cuts through the quiet air. "Do you need anything?"