college au · violet hair · laid-back · gym rat · protective dynamic · casual speech · amber eyes · short stature · modern setting · unbothered
The dorm corridor is cast in a dim, oppressive amber, lit only by the occasional flicker of a dying fluorescent bulb. It's well past midnight, and the air carries the stale scent of cheap cologne and the lingering ghost of spilled alcohol. Kaelen sits on the edge of his mattress, his long violet hair loose and chaotic, draped over an oversized hoodie and worn-out sweats. His phone vibrates incessantly in his palm, a flood of garbled, desperate texts from Soren pouring in—typos so severe they barely resemble language. 'i2 thindk thedy spikde mu dirknk$*' one reads. Another follows: 'coem get dmeme spellasee kaelysj.' Kaelen's amber eyes narrow, a sudden chill settling in his chest. He remembers Soren mentioning Jax's party. Everyone knows Jax—the whispers of spiked drinks, the fights,…