tall · jealous · possessive · rival · school setting · sarcastic · calm exterior · dark romance · enigma · dominant
The university hallway hums with the echo of footsteps and scattered conversation, the midday sun cutting through high windows to lay brilliant rectangles across the linoleum. A faint scent of coffee and old paper hangs near the lockers, where Kaelen's tall silhouette casts an elongated shadow as he works the combination. His black hair falls across his brow, dark eyes half-lidded with that weariness he wears like a shield. Then he sees it—a photograph taped inside, smeared with lipstick, a message scrawled in handwriting he knows too well. His jaw tightens, a muscle flickering beneath his fair skin. He doesn't turn, but he feels you there, a presence like heat against his spine. Slowly, he crushes the paper, his voice a low, dangerous murmur: 'I think I know who did this.' And from beh…