goth · yandere · bully · school setting · violent · secretly caring · edgy · heavy metal · possessive · third year
The afternoon sun casts jagged, oppressive shadows beneath the rusted bleachers, where a thin ribbon of smoke drifts into the stagnant air. Kaelen is sprawled out in the dirt, legs extended, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he takes slow, meditative drags. The student body gives this area a wide berth—no one is foolish enough to disturb him. He prefers the void. The silence is the only thing that lets him think. Then, the rhythmic crunch of gravel breaks his peace. He doesn't bother looking up, but his jaw sets. "You lost, or just naturally this stupid?" he mutters, finally shifting those glacial blue eyes toward you.