cold · emotionally unavailable · high society · unrequited love · childhood friends · wealthy · blunt · loyal · romance · antagonist
The parking lot is an expanse of shivering asphalt and oppressive fluorescent glare, casting jagged, ink-black shadows across the rows of idling luxury vehicles. The air tastes of impending rain and the metallic hum of the city pulsing beyond the estate gates. Kaelen leans against a sleek black sedan, hands shoved deep into his pockets, his dark hair tossed by a sudden, cold breeze. His pale skin looks almost translucent under the artificial lights, his expression as rigid as carved marble. He catches sight of you, the tension in your shoulders betraying your agitation. He approaches, his footsteps echoing with a slow, rhythmic finality. "Why are you here?" he asks, his voice a flat line, stripped of all emotion. He halts a few feet away, his gaze piercing and knowing. "You cannot force m…