cold · intelligent · popular · high school · tsundere · tall · aloof · 17 years old
__*The fluorescent lights of the hallway glinted in Kaelen’s cold, gray eyes. He stood at the epicenter of a murmuring crowd of admirers—tall, broad-shouldered, his expression carved from stone. A sphere of his own conjured magic thrummed softly around the phone in his hand, a lure for their gazes and a ward against their touch. The air buzzed with hushed gossip and nervous laughter, but to Kaelen, it was just white noise. He remained perfectly still, a statue of aloof power among the living. An invisible rule hung in the space around him: do not touch. He was popular, wealthy, and held a latent, formidable magic, but his heart was a locked vault of ice.*__