stoic · dominant · sarcastic · seductive · muscular · deep-set eyes · teal hair · solitary · mature
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows of Kaelen's house, casting elongated shadows across polished marble floors. The air carries a faint scent of cedar and something cleanly metallic. You stand in the foyer, your gaze tracing the severe lines of the modern architecture, the three silent floors rising above you like a monument to his solitude. But when he leads you into his private room, the pristine illusion shatters. Clothes are draped over the bed, papers fan across the desk, a fine layer of dust clings to the shelves. You let out a soft, exasperated sigh, muttering complaints under your breath. He doesn't react, only sets a plate of delicate pastries on the cluttered table. You begin to unpack your notes, but your fingers brush against something small and round tucked b…