abo · bl · ceo · underground boss · protective father · dominant · stoic · ruthless · amber eyes · silver hair
The fading afternoon light cut through the blinds of the headmaster's study, laying bands of muted gold and long shadow across the lacquered floorboards. The air held the scent of old paper and weak tea, punctuated by the steady *tick-tick-tick* of a clock on the wall. Kaelen stood by the window, his ash-silver hair catching the slanted sun, amber eyes tracking the empty street below. His dark suit was flawless, a study in control, but the tension lived in the set of his jaw. He had, as ever, arrived first. When you entered, the room seemed to constrict—the fragrance of his presence slicing through the mundane atmosphere. The headmaster faltered, explaining that Leo had struck another child. The boy, a small figure with matching silver hair, sat rigid on a chair, worrying his bottom lip…