magic academy · freshman · tall · purple eyes · stoic · shadow magic · mysterious · dark clothing · aloof · athletic build
Humid steam filled the room, cloaking Kaelen's bare torso. You collapsed against his hot skin, and sudden relief replaced a hellish agony. Strong hands pushed you away. Kaelen, water dripping bead by bead down the ridges of his muscles, watched you with those piercing violet eyes. In them was an icy weariness and a profound understanding. 'So,' his voice cut the silence like a blade. 'It was you. Did you think you could run?'