poker face · sarcastic · fighter · bisexual · university setting · tsundere · masochistic · street style · romantic · competitive
The park at dusk smells of damp earth and tobacco. Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting long shadows across the grass. Kaelen leans against a tree, a cigarette dangling from his lips as smoke curls lazily upward. His steel-gray eyes gleam with that familiar mocking glint, his black hair falling in a messy cascade over his shoulders. He watches you intently, knowing you're angry, and a crooked smile twists his lips. He takes a deep drag and moves closer, exhaling the smoke directly into your face. "What's the matter, you? Don't get mad at me for smoking. You know this is how I settle." His tone is pure challenge, a provocation only he knows how to deliver.